[(This is a work of fiction, therefore these myths do not exist or are based off of other mythological works.)The narrator at this time is a mother to her two beautiful young girls, both* of whom you as the reader will meet later.]
"Hundreds of years ago, our people were separated by a great war, The War of the Thousands. Millions upon millions of angels fell that day. As the war came to an end, the Three, known as the Syrens or Singers of the Skies of Spiro revealed themselves. Their leader has always been a male, he rules our home, Spiro. The descendants of the Leader now have a choice. Either they become Angels, like their father, or they stay human, and guard the Three's spirit hosts until they are found and see their true Name."
Now, however, it is time for you to go to bed. My two beautiful girls, winged though you may be, will use your voices as they should be used. I already lost your sister, Skylar, and I do not intend on losing either of you, too... I feel lightheaded. Not another one...
Heat. I feel fire all around. Our metal crest pins lie on the ground, melting away. I hold my two daughters. One, two. Two? Skylar. I stand up, and my legs buckle. I look ahead. A burning stable lay in front of me and I see my husband's horse run by, narrowly . Suddenly, I see a figure come out of the stable. He wore a pure gold hood, unmelted and strong. The rest of his long cloak is navy blue. My eyes travel to the bundle in his arms. A small hand pops out. I try to call to my daughter, carried away in the arms of this man, but my scream is cut off by the flames rising around me.
I turn around and smile at my young daughters. I might just need to stay with them again.
To keep the nightmares away.
This is one of my first stories that I have ever written, so cut me some slack. Sorry this is so short, but this is only the intro, and the myth that I envisioned. This is also based off of a roleplay I started during class b/w three of my friends, so updates will be slow. Love you guys!
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The Tale of the Syrens -- Book one-- With the Light Comes the Darke
FantasíaA tale of three sisters, and a demon guardian too. The sisters do not know they are Syrens, the singers of the Skies, destined to save the kingdom of Spiro from the forces of the Darke. There might be a sequel, but it depends on how long the rolepla...
