Smaller than Island but bigger to a city , can be inhabited for some but also for many. Over all a good place in the open sea

what makes astrology and lycanthropy work?

Too wet to walk, too shallow to sail, I’m where frogs sing loud and reeds prevail.

Inside its farmhouse, you must steal its white pearls, lest its owner eats it first.

I demand attention, reject it once it’s given, blame you either way, and stare at you like you’ve failed life itself. I stay close, but only on my terms. What am I?