She beckons them to the deep blue sea.

Its foamy white waves lapping on the glistening sands.

She silently watches and hums her bewitching melody.

Waiting.

Beckoning.

Exquisite Shimmering lustrous tail glides delicately though the velvety depts of the sea.

Long silver locks of hair like drops of moonbeam.

Vivid eyes the color of deep jade reflecting pools of sorrow for the lives she has unwillingly taken.

All forsaken.

The ripples of the waters carry the sound of the haunting ballad of the sirens song.

The waters her home but also her prison.

Longing to see the unknown.

Misunderstood.

Not vengeful.

Not made for destruction and sorrow.

Just another lost soul.

Her haunting songs express all she longs for.

All she lost.

The world above her watery home entices her.

She aches to see things she doesnt know.

Knowing only lore of the humans.

Tales of hunters.

Those seeking treasure.

So many secrets so many endeavors.

Many come, drawn to her song.

She craves them to stay but always they are taken away.

Only sorrow will stay.

All shall repeat another day.

The haunting sound of the sirens song.

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