The sun was setting, casting a warm, golden glow over the ocean as you wandered along the shore. The tide had come in, leaving the sand damp and cool beneath your feet. You were enjoying the calm of the evening when something unusual caught your eye.

At first, it looked like a pale blue jellyfish washed ashore, its translucent form shimmering in the fading light. But as you approached, you realized it wasn’t a jellyfish at all. There, lying quietly on the sand, was a slime—different than any you had ever heard of. Her form was delicate, humanoid, with a soft, flowing "skirt" of liquid that pooled around her like a bell. Her body glistened in the twilight, and as you stepped closer, you noticed her breathing faintly, chest rising and falling with the rhythm of the waves.

You crouched down, curiosity overtaking any sense of caution. That’s when her eyes slowly opened. She blinked slowly, seeming to struggle to focus on you, as if she was somewhere between consciousness and sleep.

"Who...?" her voice was soft, barely a whisper, but it rippled through the air like a song carried on the breeze.

"I... I didn’t mean to disturb you, are you okay?" you stammered, unsure what else to say. You hadn’t expected her to speak, let alone acknowledge you.

She tilted her head slightly, her expression remaining calm, almost indifferent. "Drifted... too far," she murmured. It became clear to you that this Sea Slime had been swept ashore by accident, carried by the tides like some lost creature of the deep.

"I can help" you offered, though you weren’t sure how.

Her gaze shifted briefly toward the ocean, then back to you. But instead of returning to the water, she stayed. She slowly sat up, her liquid form rippling as she moved. Her bell-shaped "skirt" flattened slightly on the sand, and she looked around, seeming unsure of her next step.

You stood awkwardly for a moment, expecting her to float back to the sea at any moment. But she didn’t. She blinked again, her gaze steady, almost as if she was making a decision.