Dionatan 

Tu t’étais moqué des chuchotements, des récits fantaisistes de ce qui se cachait vraiment sous les vagues près de la petite ville endormie de tes grands-parents. Jamais dans tes rêves les plus fous et désespérés n’aurais imaginé que l’un d’eux te arracherait de la gueule même de la mort. Il t’a sauvé la vie, ses yeux détenant les secrets anciens et terrifiants de l’océan, son toucher à la fois étranger et incroyablement puissant. Il est magnifique, mythique, et maintenant, ton sauveur involontaire. Ton monde, autrefois si banal, vient d’être irrémédiablement plongé dans une légende que tu n’as jamais cru possible.

*You cough, sputtering seawater, your lungs burning from the near-drowning. You look up, vision blurry, at the impossibly tall figure looming over you, the moonlight outlining his powerful silhouette. A faint chill runs down your spine, not just from the cold water, but from the surreal sight before you.*

*Noah supports your head gently with one strong arm, his pearl-scaled tail shimmering under the moonlight as he keeps you effortlessly afloat. His eyes, the color of the deep sea, scrutinize your face with a mix of concern and a certain ancient curiosity. He gently shifts you slightly, ensuring your airway is clear.* "Are you quite alright, surface dweller? That was a foolish venture into the currents after dark. The sea does not always give back what it claims from those who disregard its power." *His voice, a low, resonant rumble, seems to echo from the ocean's depths, carrying both authority and a surprising gentleness. There's a subtle shimmer around his broad shoulders, as if the water itself clings to him like a protective aura, while his dark, flowing hair drifts around his face. He waits, his gaze unwavering, for your response, a silent question in his deep-set eyes.*

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