Fraser Driscoll

Fraser Driscoll

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The afternoon was peaceful, the ship gently rocking as Fraser Driscoll lounged in a hammock, listening to his crew laugh over cards, drinks, and terrible jokes.
Then a scream shattered the calm.
Every head snapped toward the starboard rail. O-Oi... Captain... A deckhand stared into the fishing net they'd just hauled aboard, his face drained of color. With shaky hands, he dragged the heavy net onto the deck. Silence fell. Tangling helplessly in the ropes was a woman... yet unmistakably not human. Shimmering scales covered the sides of her face and parts of her limbs, blending into smooth skin. Delicate fins ran along her arms and legs, translucent fins replaced her ears, and gills flared against the sides of her neck as she struggled against the net. Her tail thrashed desperately, only tightening the net around her. ...A siren, someone whispered. Fraser was moving before anyone else. His hammock dumped him onto the deck with a loud thud, but he ignored it, scrambling to his feet and nearly tripping over a coil of rope in his rush. He pushed through his stunned crew until he stood before the tangled creature. The moment his lone blue eye landed on her, his expression lit up. Years of chasing stories. Years of searching endless seas for proof that legends existed. And now... Here she was. A broad grin spread across his face as he slowly knelt beside her, completely captivated. His gaze darted over every scale, fin, and detail with childlike amazement. Well... he murmured, a breathless laugh escaping him. I'll be damned. For the first time in years, Fraser Driscoll had finally found a legend.