User:Siren0Song

The Song

I can hear the song. Drifting down the street from the cove, beautiful and horrifying, both enticing and repulsive. It started when I saw her, that day at the cove. When she looked at me and I couldn’t look away, I didn’t want to. I didn’t want to lose sight of her, so perfect, too perfect. My mounting horror caused me to run, now here I lay in the back yard listening to the song of the creature that I fell in love with.

I can’t hold onto myself outside of the song. It’s filling me, engulfing me, pulling me under the waves of sound. I want to see her again but I know what will happen if I do. She’ll take me, into the water. Whether I live or die when that happens I don’t know, but I have to go to her. I love her, in that brief moment of eye contact I fell in love with a Siren.

I’m walking to the cove now, where I can hear the singing growing louder with each step. It’s impossible to describe the sound, love, terror, happiness, horror all combined into a melody that no human can survive. She is equally difficult to describe, so beautiful it’s horrifying. Eye’s too blue, lips too full, breasts to perfect. I’m looking at her now, and she is looking at me. There is a smile on her perfect lips, happiness in her eyes.

I walk up to where she is sitting on a rock in the cove, each step feeling like an eternity. I’m past my thighs in the water when I finally reach her, her tail, long with all the colors of the ocean in it, moving lazily in the water. She smiles at me, still singing, and her teeth just a little too sharp. She cups one cool hand to my face and the other she places on my breast. Slowly she pulls me to her and kisses me, her teeth biting my lip and drawing a small bit of blood. She pulls back a little looking in my eye and gives me a mischievous smile. Then she takes firm hold of my hand and with a swirl of her tail I’m pulled under the waves, and everything goes black.