The Sirens Song

Star dust and moon beams

*~ Alani ~*
Crisp blue waves sloshed against me leaving a trail of goosebumps where they caressed my body. I easily cut through the salted water, balancing the board against each turn. Pivoting my body atop the board I rode the wave feeling the sea air brush my cheeks. I was my happiest here.

Once I finished my morning surf i laid my worn board on the beach. Looking out I caught the tail end of the sunrise. I breathed out soaking in the last bits of calm the cool morning would offer. As I thought through my daily to do list, I toyed with my shell necklace. It was the only thing that allowed me to enjoy the ocean as a human instead of my true form, a water nymph. More commonly known as sirens or mermaids.

When I was around ten I found a sea witch that could craft me a necklace that suppresses my nymph gene. Only enough though to where when I get into the water I don't change shape. When I take it off I am able to shift into the tailed creature I was meant to be.

I shook the sand off my towel and placed it inside my bag along with my other items. After slipping on a light sundress and sandals I began the short walk to my
cottage.

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I lived by myself in a cottage that overlooked the ocean atop a cliff. It was surrounded by an overgrown garden that sprouted a multitude of sweet smelling flowers. When outside you could hear the sound of the surf below mix with the wind in the trees. I had lived here since I was born, but when I was six the house became my own.

My parents were also nymphs, well my mom was. My dad on the other hand was a fosse grim. A water spirit that played music to either entertain or drown nearby people. They had met by accident and fell in love, soon after my mom became pregnant with me. We were an idilic family until that night.

They had gone out for a meeting held by the leaders of the sea. A large number of our people were being found dead, ripped apart by beasts at the waters edge. My parents thought I would be safer at home, due to the fact the meeting was held hundred of miles away. Because I was so small I couldn't handle such a long swim. I waited all night and all day for their return, but they never did.

Nobody knew I was alone, we lived pretty far from town and I was homeschooled. Through the years I taught my self to read and figure out basic math. Though my maths skills left a lot to be desired, I read at a level that well surpassed my education. I loved books and how they allowed me to escape my life for a short moment.

When the bills rolled in I figured out how to access my parents bank account. thankfully we were well off financially. I used it sparingly only buying the necessities and paying bills. When I was 16 I got a job at a local restaurant waitressing and have been there ever since. I make decent amount of money doing that because of the tips.

I learned to function by myself at a young age, at this point it was second nature to me. I didn't want to rely on anyone, especially if I could do it myself. I needed to be strong not only for myself, but for my parents.
I think of them daily, often wondering if they are still alive. Or if the beasts ripped them to shreds as if they were nothing. I sometimes wonder what life would be like with them here, though I cant allow myself to dwell on it for too long. I must keep making the most of life, I know it is what they would want.