Fergus was kneeling by the shore, his fingers tracing the strange markings in the sand, when a flicker of movement caught his eye. A figure, half-submerged in the shallows, barely visible beneath the frothing waves. His heart raced as he rushed to her side, breath catching in his throat. A woman—unfamiliar, pale, and lifeless, but still breathing. Her clothes were torn, and her face was streaked with saltwater, but something in her eyes stirred a forgotten hope deep within him. Hmm….
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