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"She's one of them sea whores ain't she?" "No sir, you know I don't believe in that mythological bullshit." "We'll see soon enough." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Home. Home was the peace found in the silence of the water. Home was the hoarse whisper of her siren call. Home was in the act of luring bad people to their end. She's a death junkie, who can't quit getting high. He has all the traits of someone who should be on her hit list. "How in the name of hell did he make it out of there alive?" "Must've tampered with some magical shit." A woman banished to the blue depths, a man banished to live on the water. This match was made in a place so far from heaven that you could practically hear the Devil's laugh. Or is that the tinkering giggle of a sea witch on her high?
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A mermaid named Sirène, whose job as a mermaid is to guide those who have died at sea to rest their souls and not be trapped. She typically finds sailors whose ships have sunk, and pirates and convoys alike. Her personality is one of seriousness, and she does not express herself by facial expressions very often. She does sung lovely tunes though, ones of the sea and winds, not ones meant to lure anyone to their doom. She seldom spends time with other merfolk and prefers to be on her own. She is however very curious of the various emotions humans possess and their intensity, since she does not feel these. One day, while Sirène was staying near Pointe de Pen Hir, a dangerous cliffside that plunges right into the ocean. Looking upwards by chance, she saw a human, a man, standing dangerously near the edge of the rocks. The wind blew harshly and she could only watch and wait as he toppled over the edge and feel towards the ocean. She saw no fight in him as he fell. ________________________________________________________________ This is a fantasy story with my mermaid OC that I started making back when I was in middle school. I've used her character to help me through tough times and I am revisiting her. I want to make sure I have a place to remember her story, and make it a happier one than before.

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