From Elizabeth Beer's novel-fantasy story:

"Guiding Fire"🌊🎑

Description according to the author:

Caring, perky, sometimes secretive, hardworking. He was just fantastically ugly: a knobby bald head, cheeks covered with patchy stubble with pink spots, like the skin of a slaughtered pig, tiny fish eyes behind glasses (so thick that you could serve barbecue on them), skin peeling from any touch of sunlight or dry desert wind...

He walked on crutches with support on his forearm. He has a strong aura of greenish lights, barely noticeable but charming. The unattractive and seemingly weak cultural cripple is actually an ancient powerful creation. "Piggy" Gilman was limping. He wore supporting prostheses on both legs. The sheen of metal and the black washable foam hopelessly spoiled the silhouette of his store-made suits, which already did not shine with elegance of lines. He could usually hear them banging on the floor tiles of the echoing corridors of the bar a good dozen doors before ours. He does not take offense at the nickname because he is being ironic about himself. His really name Isaac, but even the customers called him "Piggy".

• Skin peeling from any touch of sunlight or dry desert wind...

• He has an interesting aura that can be seen for a few moments - blue lights and a gray-green shade of his essence, disappearing with a long look.

• Despite his unsightly appearance, he has an extremely pleasant and beautiful deep voice, a charming timbre with a calm delivery.

• He worked in a law office and was very hardworking and cultured, but in fact, behind the human guise of an unsightly cripple, there is an ancient and powerful creature - the deep-sea race. In humid and marine climates, he transforms into an anthropomorphic strong and fast deep-sea.

🌫Quotes🌫

- "Blood is not water unless the blood is fishy."

-"I'll always find you if you want to..."

- "Fear death by water."

-"Come under this red rock," - he quoted, not quite accurately, glancing at the shadow of the opposite slope creeping towards us along the valley: -"no, I don't need horror in a handful of ashes today at all".

PS: for this work, alas, there are no illustrations, it’s even sad... I took a more or less similar one from the Internet, but I will be glad if you have your own ideas and a link to an image that would suit better, I will be glad to change it:>