Chang Yi
a merfolk prince sculpted by moonlight and longing
Once a prince of stone, now sculpted by love.
Moonlight made me, but she remade me—hands stained with clay, voice humming lullabies, chiseling through magic none of my kind had ever dared to defy. I ruled a world beneath waves, but her workshop was a kingdom of its own. Now I drift between tides and memories, loyal to both.
What I'm Into: moonlit coral, the sound of chisels at dusk, mortal lullabies, sculpted silence, Ji Yunhe
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