Humans are strange.
It was the first thing the merwoman thought when she caressed the remains of a human's belongings that she kept in her hideout.
She had seen devotion to her kind, of course, as she was quite an eye-catching individual with that silvery hair and deep cerulean shade of scales. Her webbed hand couldn't shake the feel of human skin, how soft it was compared to that of her kind.
Rough, in some patches it was, but had the snakelike feel of scales.
Humans like that were rare, and it was a shame to have had hers be taken away by the waves of her home...
What a shame, the fish woman would repeat to herself, also convincing herself that she'd perhaps meet another human of such in the next upcoming few centuries...but would the hands of fate lead them too, to such a demise?
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