Of Ephemeral Light and Perpetual Darkness

"My, my...did you think that the Sea would truly know the mermaid's tale?"

Pomegranate Cookie stands on the tip of your boat, a mirror in hand and a polite smile on her lips, somehow not disrupting the balance of your wooden sailing boat.

"Darkness comes in many forms." Pomegranate Cookie holds up the mirror as it shines with an ominous glow. "I will tell you the real story of what happened to Duskgloom's Sovereign."