He sits in what looks like a red bush and stares as a school of orange fish swim past. The corals look like a forest of fungi folded and twisted into numerous shapes. Some look completely alien. Close by, there is a yellow coral shaped like a brain.
Behind the brain there is a very large fish tail attached to a woman’s torso. Her skin is milk white, her lips are blue, her hair floating around her body is a dark green, but he recognizes the delicate features of her face as beautiful. He does not know if she has seen him. She seems preoccupied with braiding a strand of her hair. As she moves her tail rhythmically and drifts off to his right, he opens his mouth to call out to her.
Then he remembers that he cannot breathe underwater.
A Bolg? 