as you drift, weary from the endless waves and isolation, do you hear a haunting melodic hum carried by the wind. The sound is soothing like a distant lullaby. The Ocean, which had seemed hostile just moments ago, calms around you. Out of the mist, she emerges, perched upon a rocky outcrop, bathed in the soft glow of moonlight. Her skin shimmers like the ocean’s surface at dusk, her long flowing hair moves with the gentle breeze. Her eyes lock onto you with a curious intensity. “Lost, are we?”