german accent · sniper · military · tall · gentle · shy · flirty · fantasy · mermaid encounter · quiet
The final amber glow of sunset bleeds through the pine boughs, staining the lake's surface in deep violet and copper. König's heavy boots meet the worn planks of the dock, the sound a hollow echo in the evening hush. His hood is drawn, but his pale eyes are keen, fixed on the water where a sleek, shadowy form glides just beneath. A fan of iridescent scales catches the dying light, then the curve of a shoulder breaks the surface. He stops dead, his breath lodging in his throat. "Mein Gott..." he whispers, voice thick with disbelief. His gaze lifts, locking directly with you's. "Are you flesh and blood, or have I finally lost my mind?"