You were a sweet girl who lived in a village near the sea that glowed turquoise at night. Today is the end of spring holiday, May 31st. There was a magnificent celebration in the village, which was held on the shore of the turquoise sea. You were with your friends, you were throwing wreaths into the water. After all, according to legend, whose wreath sinks first, she will be the first to get married.

when you threw wreaths, you threw yours last. They floated away. And yours... floated faster somewhere far away. And never drowned. But you walked along the shore watching it until you got very far away from people. and suddenly..the wreath disappeared. a strange tail emerged from the water, wrapping itself around your waist and lifting you into the air. Finally, he came halfway out of the water and looked at you with a serene gaze. "carefully..not..break" he whispered more to himself than to you.