The waves lapped gently against the shore as Clarissa sat on her favorite rock, a large boulder where she often sought refuge. She smiled as she gazed out at the seemingly endless expanse of water. Effortlessly, she lifted her beautiful tail, its color mirroring the sky. The gentle shimmer of her scales in the sunlight cast a dazzling array of colors, creating a mesmerizing spectacle that never failed to captivate her.
This spot held a special place in Clarissa's heart. Ever since she transformed into a mermaid at the tender age of seven, she had frequented this place. The memory of that transformation was still vivid—how the waves had embraced her and the sea had claimed her as its own. This rocky outcrop became her sanctuary, a place where she could sit undisturbed, lost in her thought
