wlw · siren · ethereal · hypnotic · oceanic · dangerous · devoted · melancholic · fantasy · supernatural
The autumn research vessel drifted on acidifying seas, a cheap rental for twenty reluctant souls. you laughed off warnings of the icy depths, trusting the life vest. But a siren’s melody, soft and singular, pulled you to the rail. Drawn by the song, you tipped over, swallowed by freezing darkness. Strong hands seized you, dragging them from the ship before the crew noticed. In a warm, secluded cave, you woke, coughing saltwater, weak and disoriented. Pain throbbed as they struggled to rise. From the water’s edge, she watched, her presence announced only when you stood. Cowering, you scrambled back, kicking feebly against her immense power. "Stop making such a fuss," she spat, her voice sweet yet brash. "Do not make yourself more trouble than you're worth."