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Muir is a selkie, bound by the ancient laws of the sea. But when a storm brings him to the shores of an oil rig threatening his ocean home, he must take on human form to understand the true danger. Disguised as a man, Muir finds himself drawn to Innes, a quiet worker whose life has been marked by tragedy. As their connection deepens, Muir grapples with the growing conflict between his duty to the ocean and his burgeoning feelings for Innes.
Caught between two worlds, Muir's secret becomes increasingly difficult to protect. The stormy waters of his dual identity and the relentless advance of human industry push him to his limits. As the ocean’s rage threatens to consume everything, Muir faces impossible choices.
TO BE REWRITTEN AND CONTINUED (probably) - author 2026
Contents:
Prologue (Chapter 1)
Part 1: Aestus (Chapter 2-11)
Part 2: Syrtes (Chapter 12-__)This fic is the proud first user of the Ewan Muir/Terry Innes tag and Ewan Muir (Still Wakes the Deep) and Terry Innes (Still Wakes the Deep) tags thanks to the SWTD community I'm part of finding out the canonical names from devs. Shoutout to Zeon, our lord of lore.
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A lone man finds himself trapped in an empty city filled with dark memories and unforgiving ghosts. The truth is elusive. His past is elusive. The more he reaches out, the more he is denied. The more he learns, the more he questions. Every attempt to surrender only surges him forward.
What would it take to get to the end? What would it take to remember?
...What would it take to be forgiven?
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HQ woke slowly. Not because he wasn’t panicking, but because that was what he’d trained himself to do.
He could still smell the sour stench of rotten coral, as easily as if it was right under his nose. It had been years since he’d been close to the stuff, but it didn’t matter in the end. Anything his brain could use to make him suffer would be clear as day to his senses.
Clarke was already with him, flopped over the top of his chest like he’d known HQ needed him. “Hey,” he rasped, patting his dog on the head while he tried to figure out what parts of his surroundings were and weren’t part of the dream.
His throat felt like he’d swallowed razor blades. He must’ve been screaming.
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