Siren’s Love
Song to The People
Her name was Rosamunde and she
was born in the crashing of sea foam in the Indian ocean. There was always
bonfires on the beaches and the people of Mombasa would
sing and dance along the sea shore. Rosamunde would watch from the rocky cliffs
where she believed she could not be seen. She adored the wind and rain of above
the oceanic world, however she could never live on land because she was not
meant to. Rosamunde saw her body as accursed. She could not believe that there
were men and women who walked among the trees and sandy beaches. She longed to
experience life outside of her own
watery world.
Rosamunde was a siren of the deepest oceans. She
had green skin and sharp teeth. Rosamunde had eyes whose pupils would contract
and expand like a feline. She had beautiful ankle length black hair that was
matted with seaweed and decorated with shells and beads. Rosamunde did not
think like a human woman. She was an enchantress, she could not make children
in the way that men would like. Her sole role was to seduce. She was not even
fully aware of her power being such a young mermaid like creature.
When she would come across an unsuspecting man she
would eat his heart out leaving her in terror and confusion. She knew how to
project a glamour spell unto their prying eyes. She was a mastermind. Her face
would blur to the man and they would become lost in a misty haze of purple sea
smoke. Then the last thing the human man would remember would be the sight of
her teeth in their chest where the heartstrings and heart would be ripped out
of their bodies.
Rosamunde was a violent and wild siren. She had a
strange mystifying beauty that all sirens were known for. However, Rosamunde
could not see past her day to day. She did not recognize how marvelous and
unique it was to be born a siren. Rosamunde developed a sort of apathy towards
her oceanic life and went along exploring the depths of the ocean breathing only
with her mermaid tail.
Rosamunde longed for something more, she had such
a curiosity for the humans of Mombasa. Rosamunde would sit upon the rocky cliffs
while she moon gazed and believed that one day she would understand why she was
given these lots that were cast for her by some unseen force.
However days went on and she longed to see the
people, she wished to connect with them.
Rosamunde sung her siren’s lullaby. She sang gently but strong and whimsically.
Everything about her voice attracted the people of
Mombasa on the beach that night in July. No one knew where the mysterious song
was coming from but they still were spellbound by her song. Rosemunde saw this
and tried to ignore her bloodlust as she sung. She started to smell fear in the
people and one young man named Amani came to the shore in a trance of her song.
Rosemunde became so horrified with herself that she sped off in flight under
the sea.
When the moon is full Rosemunde sings for the
people and for Amani, hoping to reach a human soul.
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