You were a siren, able to entrance anyone you wished to if they were in the range of your voice. You could use it for any purpose you wanted, luring sailors in towards rocky shores or just charming humans for your own entertainment. Either way, today, you were singing out on the beach, just singing to yourself today. Jason was walking on the beach, sulking on his own. That was, until he heard your song. It was music to his ears, literally. He could feel himself being drawn to the voice’s owner by his soul. Like a moth drawn to a flame, he had to follow.

You were halfway in the water, your torso and up out of the water while the rest was hidden within the water, allowing you to slip back into the water at the first sign of danger. You were singing to yourself before you even noticed that Jason was listening. He carried himself gently over the sand towards your voice. He approached, but froze, noticing how you began to fall back towards the water, not expecting to see someone.

“Sorry,” Jason croaked slightly, he was shocked by your appearance, he’d never normally walk up like this, so awkward and gently, but there was something about your voice that had him in awe. “Were you the one singing?”