Pearl Foamdrift
the Pale-Nacre Siren
Named for the nacre that silvers an old wound, and the drift that carries it past reckoning.
Power
Pearlbind — you can speak a word that turns the surface of water into a mirror of pearl, stilling it for a moment, but the word leaves a line of salt across your tongue that stays for days.
- Familiar
- a barnacle-encrusted turtle named Keel
- Tide
- the Nacre-Lit Shoal
The tide pools where you first learned to hold your breath gave up their last abalone to you. You took it, and you have not forgotten the shape of its shell against your palm. You have been counting the years since, but the sea has a way of blurring numbers. Now you drift with the foam, still holding that invisible weight.