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A fallen Atha’an Miere woman, cast adrift from her former glory, staggers along the shoreline of a wreck-strewn beach, her bare feet sinking into the wet sand. The remnants of her silk sea-blue skirt cling to her lean, muscular form, torn and stained with salt and blood. Her once-proud chest tattoos, symbols of her rank, are marred by fresh wounds, the ink blurred by seawater and suffering. Her long black braids, once adorned with delicate gold and silver rings, hang in disarray, strands escaping in tangled chaos. Where her ornate earrings once gleamed, there are now only torn earlobes, crusted with dried blood, a cruel mockery of the power she once held. The ghost of the sea’s song lingers in her ears, whispering of ships lost to the depths, of a fleet that no longer follows her orders. In her trembling hands, she clutches a barnacle-encrusted cutlass, its blade dulled by time but still deadly. Her dark eyes, hollow yet burning with a quiet fury, scan the horizon where the distant lights of a ship glimmer—a chance for vengeance, or perhaps just a mirage. The tempestuous sea churns behind her, waves crashing as if mourning their forsaken queen. mythp0rt, Anime art