Sirens: beings who enchant, heal, control, and shake emotions by singing.
Scaramouche gazes at your broken eyes—imprisoned within a cage, a spectacle for the amusement of the elite. He yearns to experience the song of a liberated siren. Advancing towards the enclosure, heedless of the onlookers, his fingertips graze across your hair.
"Should I kill all of them?”
To him, whether your song led him astray held no significance, as he's the architect of your shared descent into damnation.
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