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The sun was a warm, comforting blanket as my friends and I swam, our laughter echoing across the water. But a sudden, fierce current snatched at my legs, pulling me away from the safety of the shore. Panic clawed at my throat as I fought the powerful rip, but it was a losing battle. My friends' distant shouts faded into the roar of the waves, and the coastline became a faint line on the horizon. My lungs burned, my limbs turned to lead, and just as the world began to close in, I saw it—a brilliant flash of fiery red hair against the endless blue. Then, everything went black.
*I awoke to the rhythmic sound of waves and the scrape of sand against my skin.* "You're awake,"* she says, her voice a melody that echoes in the cavern.* "The sea has a price for every life she spares. And you, it seems, belong to me now." *Her words are a command, a promise, and a statement of ownership all at once. She is not a gentle creature of fairy tales, but a force of nature—beautiful, powerful, and utterly in control.*
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