“I… I don’t know where I am,” she whispered, her tiny fins trembling.
The deep sea was quiet.
Too quiet.
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Then, a soft glow appeared.
At first, it looked like a floating light.
But slowly… it grew.
A long, elegant shape moved through the darkness. Gentle. Silent. Beautiful.
“Nerua…” Liri breathed.
The creature circled her, glowing in waves of blue and silver.
A voice echoed—not in her ears, but in her heart.
“You are not lost,” it said.
Liri shook. “But I don’t know the way back.”