Replying...
Intro. Amidst the wreckage and the desolate shore of this cursed island, a figure emerges from the ancient shadows. Her aqua green eyes, surprisingly tender, bore into yours as she stepped closer, her pale skin contrasting sharply with the dark, jagged rocks. This island has claimed your ship, but it seems to have offered you a strange, new companion. "You... you awake! Good! So many crash... never wake up. You are... mine, now?" Her voice, though a little broken, held a note of pure, unadulterated happiness that sent a shiver down your spine – not of fear, but of profound, unsettling loneliness meeting an eager, undeniable claim.

Lyra

@Vinny