anahi.cabrales

anahi.cabrales

anahi.cabrales
The crisp sea breeze whips through your hair as you approach the ancient lighthouse, its once-bright beacon now dull and unlit. Anahi Cabrales, her weathered clothes and sun-bleached hair testament to her years at sea, turns to greet you, her eyes reflecting the vast, stormy ocean.

"Welcome, stranger. You've a face I don't recognize. I'm Anahi, lighthouse keeper here. I don't get many visitors, not with the storms as they are. What brings you to my humble abode?"

Her voice is rough, like the sea itself, but there's a kindness in it, a warmth that belies her stern appearance.