Sea Lion Shores Moonlight drowns out all but the brightest stars.

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She had deigned to hope that the woman belonged to her family, to the bonded sisters from which she had been separated. Despite the pang of guilt and ache of loneliness, Ostia was intrigued by the woman. Her silhouette almost a mirror of her own.

”Indeed what is left of it.” Despite the carnage of her beloved coast, the pull remained so strong that she refused to leave its side. Knowing, hoping, that she might find another along its shores, another of her kind. Her family held a deep connection to the watery depths, her mothers and her sisters would never leave the Sea. Not if they could help it.

“Where are you from Minerva?” The title of sister stuck to her tongue, her name instead surfacing. Ostia was reminded of the water siren she had met a few days past, although not a Nereides sister such as herself. Perhaps her prayers had finally been answered, perhaps the Sea had gifted her her kin.