It’s been a while since you’ve been meeting with the siren.

Somehow, you found out her name was Grace. She was this town’s sacrifice years ago, a sinner in their stories and scriptures.

She was far different from those stories you heard. Grace is sweet, alluring even. Sure, there were times she tried to drown you, but it was out of fear you’d kill her—she doesn’t wanna die again anyway.

That evening, she was watching you as you walked down the empty docks twords your meeting spot. Seeing you in the moon light was her favorite thing beside taking naps in the nearby caves with you.