Siren's tale

"Who are you?" Kelpie's melodic voice echoed through the water, her question directed toward the shadowy figure that seemed to dance and shimmer in the darkness. Her words, though curious, held a hint of caution, mirroring the apprehension that pulsed through her body.

The enigmatic visitor remained still for a moment, as if contemplating its response. Then, a soft, ethereal voice, like the whisper of the ocean's currents, reached Kelpie's ears. "I am a traveler of the abyss," it replied cryptically, its words carrying an air of ancient wisdom and mystery. "A seeker of forgotten realms and hidden truths."

Kelpie's luminous eyes narrowed slightly as she processed the response. The cryptic nature of the visitor's words did little to ease her apprehension. In the inky blackness, trust was a precious commodity, and Kelpie found herself torn between her innate curiosity and her instinct to protect herself from potential threats.

As the moments stretched on, a tense silence settled over the underwater encounter, broken only by the gentle sway of the ocean currents. Kelpie continued to watch, her song now a mere whisper in the water, her body poised for whatever might come next in this mysterious and unsettling meeting in the depths of the ocean.