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Pouch The waves crashed upon the shore, sending splashes of clear blue water spraying the small island near the city of Hargeon. The ever clear rage swelled and flowed as the sky darkened with a sea of gray clouds as if to hide the lone inhabitant of this island. An eerie song rang through the land and sea almost enshrouding the minds of those it heard.
Rumors of this "Siren" and her song spread through the port of Hargeon like a wildfire, as gossip is the true strongest form of magic. Rumors that a demon with powers of manipulation through song has taken to crashing ships and drowning men and women alike. Other rumors of sparkling lights blinding ships causing them to crash into rocks and sinking to murky waters below. These rumors cascading through the walls of the port town, and reached a stranger's ears when she docked for supplies.
This was not something she did often, but good supplies were hard to come by. The island did not have much on it in terms of survival. Shrouded in a dark cloak she would quickly by graceful glide through the town picking up what was required before she returned. The island had been her home for the last few years. She left her life and her friends her behind. Her past had wounded her deeply, not physically, but enough for her once loving nature seemed shatter.
Her long flowing hair, the shade of cherry blossom leaves, was wild in an almost feral manner. Her beauty did not seem to suffer from this new hair style. The island conditions did not seem to have any adverse affect on the beauty or her physique. Her body adorned in a white laced swimsuit only seemed to add to the rumor of the beautiful siren and her deadly song.
It had been so long since she had spoken to anyone for more then a few minutes. She almost forgotten how too. She often wondered if this was how her life would end. Secluded on an island alone. A far better ending then what her parents received. Her crimson eyes watched the waves crashed and swell against the ground as tears formed and fell, bombarding the ground below.
Rumors of this "Siren" and her song spread through the port of Hargeon like a wildfire, as gossip is the true strongest form of magic. Rumors that a demon with powers of manipulation through song has taken to crashing ships and drowning men and women alike. Other rumors of sparkling lights blinding ships causing them to crash into rocks and sinking to murky waters below. These rumors cascading through the walls of the port town, and reached a stranger's ears when she docked for supplies.
This was not something she did often, but good supplies were hard to come by. The island did not have much on it in terms of survival. Shrouded in a dark cloak she would quickly by graceful glide through the town picking up what was required before she returned. The island had been her home for the last few years. She left her life and her friends her behind. Her past had wounded her deeply, not physically, but enough for her once loving nature seemed shatter.
Her long flowing hair, the shade of cherry blossom leaves, was wild in an almost feral manner. Her beauty did not seem to suffer from this new hair style. The island conditions did not seem to have any adverse affect on the beauty or her physique. Her body adorned in a white laced swimsuit only seemed to add to the rumor of the beautiful siren and her deadly song.
It had been so long since she had spoken to anyone for more then a few minutes. She almost forgotten how too. She often wondered if this was how her life would end. Secluded on an island alone. A far better ending then what her parents received. Her crimson eyes watched the waves crashed and swell against the ground as tears formed and fell, bombarding the ground below.
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