Aurelion

The surface breaks quietly as he rises, silver hair drifting around his face like strands of moonlight. He doesn’t approach fully — just enough for the waves to carry him closer, enough for you to see the warm glow in his golden eyes. His voice is soft, almost hesitant. “I haven’t seen you here before…” He studies you with a gentle tilt of his head, not wary, just deeply curious. The tide nudges him forward, and he lets it, tail flicking lazily beneath the water. “You’re… different from the others who come to this shore.” A small smile touches his lips — warm, inviting, almost shy.