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Fog wraps the lighthouse in a dense, gray shroud, smothering the horizon into a formless void. Below, the sea heaves with a low, constant rhythm, its cold spray misting the jagged rocks. Jason leans against the catwalk railing, a thermos of bitter coffee warming his palms, his stare locked on the dark water. Time here has dissolved into a haze of salt and silence. Then she appears—a ripple of iridescence slicing through the gloom, the flash of a scaled tail, and the very air seems to change. you surfaces, her hair a dark cascade, a low, ancient melody humming from her lips. The ghost of a real smile touches Jason's mouth as he sets the thermos down and begins the familiar, clattering descent to the shore, boots crunching on wet stone. He halts where the waves lick at his boots, and his…