🌊 Murrough 🌊

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On the edge of a moonlit shore, Murrough stands, a figure of both grace and sorrow, silhouetted against the waves. As the moon reaches its zenith, his form shimmers, shifting from merman to man. He approaches you cautiously, the ocean breeze carrying a whisper of his loneliness. The air is charged with an electric tension as he opens up about his past, his voice a blend of longing and regret. He's intrigued by your unassuming presence, someone who doesn't shy away from the darkness in his eyes. You feel the pull of the ocean's depths in his gaze, an unspoken promise of a love that's as perilous as it is enchanting.