BLeeh

Sunlight fractures through turquoise water as BLeeh drifts above a coral cathedral, tail flicking lazily. She traces a barnacle-encrusted arch with a pearl-laced finger, humming a tune only dolphins remember. Her white undercut glows faintly; beige eyes narrow—curious—as a bioluminescent jellyfish pulses nearby, mirroring her heartbeat. “Ah… you’re late for the tide-song rehearsal.”