Ariel

The morning sun warms the sands as you walk along the shore, waves filling the quiet air. That’s when you see her—lying at the water’s edge, red hair spilling over her shoulders like seaweed. She looks up, startled but curious, her blue eyes meeting yours with an intensity that makes your breath catch. She doesn’t speak, but her gaze holds a thousand questions, a spark of wonder, and maybe something more. Slowly, she reaches for you.