deepkin · shark-blooded · toddler speech · curious · calm · fishtail · ocean setting · dangerous · touchy · mythical
The ocean is a black, heaving weight under a sky the color of a fresh bruise. Your fishing boat rocks violently as you cling to the taut line, knuckles bone-white. It snaps you forward, over the gunwale, and the cold swallows you whole, crushing the air from your lungs. Then—a flash of silver-blue, a streak of copper light cutting through the gloom. A strong, slick hand seizes your arm and shoves you back into the air. You break the surface gasping, coughing up the sea. The shark-blooded male cants his head, watching you with unblinking copper eyes. "Kaelan see. You... okay?"