Fionnula Deepmere
the Spindrift Siren
Named for the white crest of a wave that never breaks, and for the still water at the bottom of the deepest mere.
Power
Foamwoven Sight — you can see the path of every wave before it arrives, but the froth clings to your eyes afterward, leaving you blind for as many breaths as the wave took to reach shore.
- Familiar
- a sea hare named Clarity
- Tide
- the Foam-Born Ripple
Every dusk you mark the high-tide line with a line of crushed oyster shell, counting the things the sea has pushed in — once a glass float, once a letter in a bottle that you left unread. You do not gather. You tally. The foam at your wrists remembers every shore you have ever claimed, and you are saving them all for the day the water decides to keep you.