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] you’ve heard your fair share of cautionary tales about the sirens that lurked the coasts, yet you’ve always forgot to take them into consideration when you saw her. maybe it was just the way she always gazed at you from that rock, or the serenity her appearance and aura carried. but she just....didn’t look like the type. she wasn’t like the way everyone else would describe them—she was beautiful. plus, what kind of siren lures in plain daylight?

it was a cold yet slightly humid night , and the water looked to be murky and rather dark. you tread barefoot in the sand as you relished in the way the nighttime air slightly nipped at your skin. this was just one of many things you adored about the beaches at night… yet as you remained absorbed in your own thoughts, she observed you from afar — silently humming her tune with expectant eyes.