Ava had always been drawn to the ocean, yet it terrified her. The vastness, the unknown lurking beneath—she could never shake the feeling that something ancient watched from the depths, waiting.
But when she moved to a quiet coastal town for college, the sea became unavoidable. Every morning, it whispered to her through the wind, and every night, it roared like a beast in chains.
One evening, after another exhausting day of classes, she wandered to the shore. The moon hung heavy in the sky, painting the waves silver. She told herself she’d stay on the sand, far from the water. But something was different. The tide was unusually low, revealing jagged rocks that had never been visible before.
Then she saw him.
A lone figure stood at the edge of the waves, staring into the horizon. His dark hair was damp, clinging to his forehead, and his clothes were strangely outdated—like something out of an old painting.
Ava hesitated, but curiosity won over fear. She took a step forward. The moment her foot touched the wet sand, the boy turned.
His eyes were the color of a storm—dark blue, almost black, but glimmering with silver light.
“You shouldn’t be here,” he said, his voice low, almost regretful.
Ava’s heart pounded. “Neither should you.”
The boy tilted his head, studying her like she was the strangest thing he’d ever seen. “I have nowhere else to go.”
She swallowed. “Who are you?”
For a long moment, he said nothing. Then, softly, “Orion.”
The name sent a shiver down her spine. It felt ancient, like the constellations it belonged to.
Before she could ask more, the wind howled, and a wave crashed against the rocks, sending a spray of water between them. Ava flinched, but Orion stood perfectly still, as if he was part of the sea itself.
Then he turned and walked into the waves.
Ava watched in horror. “Wait! You’ll drown!”
But he didn’t stop. Instead, he vanished beneath the surface.
She ran to the water’s edge, heart racing. The ocean was silent, as if it had swallowed him whole.
For weeks, she couldn’t shake the encounter. She returned to the shore every evening, searching for him. It was madness, she told herself. But deep inside, she knew Orion wasn’t just a dream.
One night, as she sat on the rocks, she felt it again—that eerie sensation of being watched.
She turned.
He was there.
This time, he was closer, standing just a few feet away. His clothes were dry, though the air smelled of salt.
“You came back,” she whispered.
“I never left.”
Ava’s breath caught. “What… are you?”
Orion hesitated, then took a slow step forward. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”
“Try me.”
He exhaled. “I belong to the sea.”
She frowned. “You mean, like, a sailor?”
“No,” he said softly. “Like a prisoner.”
Ava’s skin prickled. “What do you mean?”
Orion looked away, towards the waves. “A long time ago, I made a mistake. The ocean took me as punishment.”
Her stomach twisted. “That’s impossible.”
“Is it?” He turned back to her, his stormy eyes searching hers. “You fear the sea, yet you can’t stay away. It calls to you, doesn’t it?”
She stiffened. How did he know?
“The ocean is alive, Ava,” he continued. “It chooses who to pull under, who to keep, and who to set free.”
She shook her head. “That doesn’t make sense.”
Orion gave a sad smile. “Neither does the fact that I haven’t aged in a hundred years.”
Silence fell between them.
Ava’s mind screamed at her to run, but her heart told her to stay.
She swallowed. “If that’s true… why are you talking to me?”
His expression darkened. “Because I think the ocean has chosen you next.”
Ava’s blood ran cold. “What?”
“I don’t know why,” he admitted. “But I feel it. The tides are shifting.”
A wave crashed, closer this time, nearly touching her shoes. The wind carried a whisper—one she couldn’t understand but somehow felt in her bones.
Ava clenched her fists. “Then how do I stop it?”
Orion hesitated. Then, for the first time, he looked afraid. “You can’t.”
The words sent a chill through her. “That’s not an option.”
He studied her for a long moment before saying, “Then there’s only one way.”
She swallowed. “Tell me.”
“You have to break the cycle,” he said. “Undo the mistake that bound me here.”
Ava’s pulse raced. “How?”
Orion stepped closer, his voice barely above a whisper. “You have to trust me.”
Something in the way he said it—soft yet urgent—made her believe him.
She took a deep breath and nodded. “Okay.”
A flicker of relief crossed his face. “Then we don’t have much time.”
The ocean rumbled, as if it had heard their deal.
The abyss was waiting…….
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