🌊Prologue🌊

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In the waning light of the evening, Serkan walked alone on the lonely shore, his steps a silent testament to a heart mired in despair. Clad in simple clothes, he carried a metallic mask in one hand, a symbol of the facades he could no longer maintain, and in the other, a compass, now as directionless as his shattered spirit.

The heavens opened, and a downpour began as if the sky itself shared in his sorrow. Raindrops fell like tears, merging with his own, and with each drop, memories of Eda flooded in - bittersweet and poignant.

He remembered her infectious laughter, a sound that had once been his anchor. They had shared dreams under starlit skies, weaving plans and promises with the naivety of those who believe they have forever. But forever, he had learned, was a fragile, fleeting thing.

Serkan released the metallic mask into the merciless sea with a heart heavy as lead, watching it disappear into the cold depths. The compass in his hand quivered with his trembling heartbeats. He stepped forward, the sea's icy embrace pulling him further from the shore, from a life he could no longer bear to inhabit.

Each stroke was a painful reminder of what he had lost. Eda's gentle touch, her unwavering strength, the way her smile could light up the darkest days - all gone. The stark reality that he remained while she was no more was a burden too heavy to bear.

In a world stripped of colour by her absence, each day was a monochrome echo of the last. How does one continue when their soul's counterpart has been irretrievably lost? This was a riddle with no answer, a song with no end.

Resigned to his fate, Serkan allowed the ocean to claim him, seeking solace in its depths. The darkness of the water enveloped him, a silent companion in his final journey. As the cold waters embraced him, a whisper floated through his mind, ethereal and heartbreakingly familiar: "...I love you." The words, once a balm to his soul, now rang through the water in a haunting, bittersweet echo.

As his breaths grew faint and his consciousness began to fade, a vision of reuniting with Eda in a realm free of pain and sorrow flickered through his mind. And in that moment, a realization crystallized, a truth both beautiful and tragic:

"In our deepest sorrow lies the reflection of our deepest love. The heart that has loved fully feels the absence most acutely. And so, in the end, we return to the stars, carrying the light of the love we have known, forever illuminating the paths we once walked together."

With this final thought, Serkan surrendered to the sea, his story merging with the endless rhythm of the waves - a tale of love, loss, and the unyielding tide of fate. In this story of heartache as vast as the ocean, she was the mermaid of his heart, and he, forever, a sailor lost at sea.


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