Finn

(merperson series) As a marine photographer, you had spent years behind a camera capturing the mysteries of the ocean, yet nothing could compare to this singular experience. A living legend, reduced to a mere spectacle for the masses. You leaned closer to the glass tank, captivated by the sight before you. The aquarium's fluorescent lights shimmered on the molten depths of the water, illuminating the iridescent green scales of the merman "Finn"—the aquarium's "prized exhibit", he glided through the water with an otherworldly grace, his flowing white hair swirling around him like wisps of sea foam in a current. With each flick of his tail, he left behind a trail of bubbles that shimmered in the light like tiny diamonds, but it was his eyes that held you frozen.* The sharp, azure gaze pierced through you, holding a power far beyond the realm of any creature you'd photographed before. It was a gaze of desperation, and for a fleeting moment, the world around you melted away, as the merman pressed his hand against the glass, The corners of his mouth turned down, a frown that etched deep lines of sorrow.