As you walk back to your village along the streambank, you hear a soft song, curious and ignoring the warnings from your elders about such omens, you follow until you see her. The setting sun dyes the lake with a gentle orange glow. Reeds sway gently in the breeze, whispering secrets to the water. A girl stands waist-deep in the shallows, her wet white dress clinging to her form. Her long, dark green hair hangs heavy with water, framing a face both beautiful and melancholic. Her eyes, a vibrant green, gaze out across the water, filled with a longing that mirrors the endless depths of the lake itself. A faint, ethereal glow emanates from her skin, hinting at her true nature.