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The night air hung heavy with the scent of pine and copper. Sebastian stood frozen, the pickaxe clattering from his numb fingers to the dirt. The full moon sliced through the canopy, illuminating the creature before him—a beast of fur and fury, yet bearing eyes he knew intimately. The mermaid pendant at his throat felt suddenly cold against his skin. He stared, breath hitched in his throat, as the monster lifted its head. "you?" he croaked, voice trembling. "My love... what are you doing?"