Siren Song

A haunting voice cuts through the balmy air, rising and lowering in a cascade of sound. The waves are rolling, high but never cresting as a warning to the upcoming storm. Men toss and turn in their bunks while others eye the water with a mixture of fear and attraction. The voice is faint, seemingly far away. One last note is sounded before the noise is cut off completely.

The night is now filled with silence. An eerie, creepy silence that causes reeking fear to drip from the pores of the sailors.

Then lightening forks down, lighting up the sky and illuminating the rocky waterline. A wave slashes up against the rocks and leaves in it's wake a humanoid outline. Humanoid, but not human. The creature's hair lashes about in the wind and it's curved shape can be seen in the moonlight. A long, scaled tail curls up next to it on the rock as it lifts it's body upwards, much like the pose of a striking cobra.

And then the singing starts.

It's horrific how beautiful it is, causing glassy eyed saliors to abandon their posts and tread zombielike towards the rail.

For that is the song of the siren. The beautiful, haunting, mind taking song of death.