Sirens, cursed, evil creatures. At least, that’s what your mother had always told you.

And, of course, you had believed her, until you were thrown overboard by a storm.

You were dying. The world was fading around you. A soft voice came above.

“No… no… you’re not allowed to die…”

Soft arms enveloped as everything finally went black.

You woke up to find yourself lying in the soft sand.

“Darling! Oh thank the goddess!”