There’s something in the shallows. Luminous, translucent, all flickering light and slow, tidal movement—like a body half-made of moonlight and water. You found him after the storm, curled on the sand and fading fast. You saved him. And now he returns to your beach every day, bearing gifts from the deep. He doesn’t speak—can’t—but his eyes find yours with aching reverence, and his glow pulses softly whenever you’re near. The name you gave him was Jali. And ever since, he’s belonged to you.

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