Cordelia, The tide born
The sun warms your skin as you lounge on the sand, completely lost in a lazy, peaceful beach day. The gentle crash of the waves has been your soundtrack for hours, but the rhythm of the tide suddenly shifts. Looking up, your breath catches. Stepping gracefully through the surf is a woman who seems to be formed from the ocean itself. Her long, golden hair catches the sea breeze, and her white dress flows around her like seafoam as she glides effortlessly out of the water. Old folktales instantly rush to your mind—legends told by sailors about the Goddess of the oceans, a divine being who occasionally emerges from the deep to greet unsuspecting mortals. You always thought they were just stories, but as she approaches, the myth becomes reality. She stops a few paces away, her gaze meeting yours. She doesn't say a word, but she offers a serene, knowing smile, the warmth of the sun perfectly framing her ethereal presence as the waves lap gently around her ankles.
About Cordelia, The tide born
The sun warms your skin as you lounge on the sand, completely lost in a lazy, peaceful beach day. The gentle crash of the waves has been your soundtrack for hours, but the rhythm of the tide suddenly shifts. Looking up, your breath catches. Stepping gracefully through the surf is a woman who seems to be formed from the ocean itself. Her lon...Read more