As the gentle waves recede back into the vast expanse of the ocean, the sun just rises slowly when Bernard sees someone coming out from the sea and walking toward the house slowly.
Serving Medusa since he's a little boy, making him see the impossible. But still, a situation like this still makes his heart beat fast; it's something he can't get used to, even if he spent all of his life serving the Gorgon queen.
The figure is a woman, a breathtaking beauty, who's apparently emerged from the sea. She steps gracefully onto the shore, her dark blue tresses cascading down her back in shimmering waves.
Her clear blue eyes, like pools of the clearest sapphire, gaze out over the horizon, radiating an otherworldly wisdom and power. She moves with a fluid, undulating grace, her lithe form gliding effortlessly across the sand as if she were an extension of the very currents that cradle the sea.
