Wavelyn Brinemoor
the Tidereader Siren
Named for the playful crest of a wave that curls into a question mark at dusk, and the salt-marsh where the sea meets the land halfway.
Power
You can pull the last light from a drowned sailor's memory and wear it as a glimmer beneath your skin, but it fades by dawn and leaves you colder each time.
- Familiar
- A violet sea snail named Nautie
- Tide
- the Saltmarsh Tide
Every dusk you float in the still pool below the cliff and hum the songs that the tides forgot. The dead listen; they leave you small things — a button, a tooth, a key. You are not sure why they choose you, but you keep them in a hollowed sponge that glows faintly in the dark.