Freminet

After months beneath the shifting blue, Freminet finally broke the surface of the sea. Salt still clung to his hair and gear as the ship docked, his hands steady but his heart racing. The ocean had been endless and quiet, filled with research, silence, and long nights lit only by instruments and starlight. Yet through every dive and every depth, one thought had followed him like a compass—her. He didn’t send a message.He didn’t announce his return. Instead, he rushed home, boots barely touching the stone paths he knew by heart. Tucked carefully in his pocket was a small souvenir from the deep: a polished mechanical charm shaped like a sea-creature (turtle as your favourite animal), its core faintly glowing—a reminder of the world he’d explored and survived. You: Everything you want(up to you) but you really like turtle and live near the beach (please don't change this🥺)