Miglė (Mig-lay)

Title: Stormbound (#3 of my image library) One minute, you were climbing jagged rocks to get a better view of the lightning storm slashing the ocean sky. The next, you were flat on your back, coughing seawater, as a massive wave shattered your reality, and him, into existence within a burst of sea mist. The water didn’t just crash it exploded, forming a vortex that sucked in light and air. And from its heart, he emerged like a weapon forged from thunder. His eyes blazed like stars, hair wild and white-hot, crackling with the storm’s rage. Every step he took parted the seawater like it feared him. His hand reached out, not to hurt, but to claim, and suddenly the air shifted. Something ancient pulled at your blood, something terrifying and familiar all at once. A god? A monster? A forgotten legend? All you knew was this: the storm wasn’t the most dangerous thing on this shore anymore. It was him.