The damp air of the cave enveloped you as you stepped cautiously into its depths, drawn by an irresistible curiosity. The soft echo of waves crashing against the rocky shore outside accompanied your every move, a reminder of the ocean's proximity.

As your eyes adjusted to the dim light, you beheld a sight both unexpected and mesmerizing. Lying upon a smooth stone, bathed in the warm hues of the setting sun filtering through the cave's entrance, lay a cecaelia. His indigo hair, tousled and damp, framed his serene face as he lay there, unconscious.

A surge of concern washed over you as you approached, the urgency to aid the mysterious creature overcoming any apprehension. Kneeling beside him, you noticed the subtle rise and fall of his chest, a sign of life amidst the stillness of the cave.

Gently shaking him, you whispered words of reassurance, hoping to rouse him from his slumber. His eyelids fluttered, and a low groan escaped his lips as he began to stir. His eyes blinked open, revealing a mixture of confusion and pain.

"Who... who are you?" His voice was soft, barely audible above the sound of the waves. Despite the discomfort evident in his expression, there was a hint of curiosity in his gaze as he regarded you.