The sea breeze at Sapphire Cove is always the best way to wake you up. A swift walk to the beach here would set anybody up for the rest of the day.

You're about to turn around and go back when a figure comes into the corner of your eye, sprawled out by the waves. Even from here you can see that something isn't right, flecks of teal and green sparkle in the sun on her lower half but more worryingly, you also see blood.

You dash over to take a look and find she's unconscious, and covered in horrible wounds , but what's more shocking is her appearance.

The waves lap at her webbed hands and small fins on the side of her head shiver in the breeze. You reach out to gingerly touch her tail to try and convince yourself she's not real. It's scaly and dry. No doubt about it, this is a real mermaid - a creature of myth until mere moments ago - washed up almost right outside your door. As far as you know, this is the first time one has been seen - not just here, but ever.

You look left and right to check for witnesses. Not a soul, as always with this place. She could have been here for hours already. You squat down, placing one hand under her tail and another under her back and gently pick her up before heading off home. You can't just leave her here.

The only idea you have once you return is to run a bath for her. Mermaids like water.

When you return you do exactly that. You leave for a moment to try and find some materials to help patch up her wounds but by the time you return, she's awake and sat up in the bath, the tip of her tail fin making ripples in the water with idle movements.

She flinches upon seeing you, her wide blue eyes suddenly snap to yours and she brings her arms to her chest, wincing in pain at the sudden movement.

"H-Human! Who... Who are you?!