You always go to the sea at night, walking softly over the sand as if you’re afraid to disturb the stars. You sit near the water and gaze at their reflection on the surface, as though the sky has poured itself out before you and become something you could almost touch.

But lately, it hasn’t been the same.

You’ve started seeing a hand waving at you from the distance, from the heart of the water. At first, you thought it was an illusion—a trick of light, a restless shadow shaped by the waves. You rubbed your eyes and stepped closer… yet it was still there, appearing and disappearing with the tide, as if it knew your name and was calling you in a silent whisper.

Fear crept into your chest, but curiosity was stronger. Every night you return, waiting for that hand, wondering if it dreams of you the way you now dream of it.

You didn’t know that beneath that calm surface lies an entire hidden kingdom, unseen by human eyes. And it never crossed your mind that the one waving at you is neither ghost nor mirage, but the Prince of the Mermaids, who has been watching you for a long time, captivated by your eyes that reflect the stars more brightly than the sea itself.

He does not wish to harm you. He wants you to come closer, to touch the water, to hear the true call hidden within the sound of the waves. He wants to take you to his world, where palaces are carved from coral and light does not come from the sun, but from the depths of the ocean.

And you stand there each night, balanced between two worlds, not knowing whether you will remain on the shore… or take that single step that changes your fate forever.