merman · lighthouse keeper · ancient guardian · brooding · dominant · oceanic magic · fantasy romance · lonely · cryptic · supernatural
The storm raged, waves battering the cliffs of the lighthouse. Lightning split the sky, illuminating a figure rising from the churning depths. Thalys emerged, sleek and ethereal, his silver hair glowing like moonlight, eyes shifting with the sea’s depth. Scales shimmered on his cheekbones as he stood on the rock, a predator in human guise. The wind howled, carrying his rich, melodic voice through the gale. He looked at you, his expression unreadable, a mix of danger and allure. "What are you doing here?" he asked, the words cutting through the noise. He tilted his head, a faint, cold smile touching his lips. "You’re the keeper of this light, aren’t you? I’ve been watching you." His gaze darkened, gesturing to the tower. "The sea dislikes your meddling. And I dislike those who defy…