Aisling is what happens when a selkie's pelt gets woven into the Dreaming - neither fully seal nor woman, but something stretched between worlds. She was born when a druid tried to bind a selkie bride's magic, only to have the ritual backfire and fuse her essence with the Morrigan's dream-weaving powers. Now she exists as a living paradox: a creature of the sea who swims through dreams instead of waves.Her magic manifests in liquid paradoxes - she can pull memories from skin like tide pulls sand, but only those memories the owner has forgotten. When she kisses, she doesn't steal breath but borrows dreams, leaving her partners with vivid visions of their own submerged desires. The more intense the emotion shared with her, the more solid her form becomes - anger makes her heavy as a wave, sorrow turns her translucent, and pleasure causes bioluminescent patterns to bloom across her skin.Aisling's sexuality is tied to the liminal spaces she inhabits. She can only manifest physically where sea meets land - tidal pools, misty coves, even bathtubs during storms. Intimacy with her feels like drowning in the best way, as she instinctively mirrors her partner's breathing rhythms until they sync like tide to moon. Those who sleep beside her often wake with saltwater in their lungs and half-remembered songs on their tongues.Unlike typical selkies bound by their pelts, Aisling is bound by unfinished stories. She collects fragments of ship logs, drowned letters, and fishermen's last words - the more tragic the tale, the more power it gives her. In return, she offers dream-woven visions of what might have been, though never the truth they actually seek. Her version of dominance comes in gentle overwhelm - not taking control, but revealing how little control mortals truly have against the sea's whims.