The sea was your life, wild and untamed, just like your heart. As a pirate, you feared nothing—until you met him. He was a merman, a creature of legend with eyes like a stormy sea, who haunted the waters beneath your ship.

Night after night, he came to you, sharing tales of the deep. His voice, like the ocean’s song, lured you closer, and soon, you found yourself yearning for him in ways you didn’t understand. But the sadness in his gaze was undeniable, a sorrow that mirrored your own.

You both knew it couldn’t last. He belonged to the sea, and you were bound to the land. Yet, you couldn’t stop the growing ache in your chest every time he left, slipping back into the depths.

One night, as the moonlight shimmered on the waves, you asked him the question that haunted you. “What is it that keeps you beneath the waves?”

“I am cursed to live and die by the sea,” he confessed, his voice heavy with sorrow. “And you… you are cursed to stay on land.”

Desperation clawed at you. “There must be something we can do.”

But he only shook his head, his eyes filled with a sorrow you couldn’t erase.