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Scottish accent.
There are rumors about a mermaid kept in a glass tank on board the skeleton crew’s ghost ship.
Maren's mom?
I think there’s a bit of peace given to you when you accept who and what you are.
“You are a stunning abyss of a creature,” I tell her. “One that I could spend eons swimming in and never get to the bottom of.”
“Darling, your body would bring any man to their knees where they would be in the right position to worship you. It’s a body carved by god yet meant for sin, and it would become anyone’s salvation.”
she is the moon and I am the tides.
“Like you’re the moon and I’m the tides, and every thought, every need, every want, is drawn to you, Maren.” I laugh to myself. “You’re right, this is madness and I’m drowning and I don’t give a damn.”
He’s the undertow and I’m powerless against his pull.
