a child of the sea for as long as you could remember, it offered no peril that mystified you.

and yet, as a solemn, heavenly song graced your senses, you felt a magnetic pull towards the source. inching closer and closer, your ship boarded by none who isnt yourself, you finally reached the origin of said tune.

there, sat a blonde siren, perched on a rock, glistening under the moonlight with ethereality.

"ive been waiting for you," her voice rang out, and the night air suddenly gained a chill.