It all started with a storm. Cliche, I know, but its not like I decided when to be born. My mother, Mare, was in labor. She was the last siren and had used a male human she had found to carry on her species. She wrapped around her nest, looking up through the clear water to see the rolling clouds. She smiled even as she knew she wasnt going to make it. Her baby would live. After hours of hard labor, the storm had stopped. Her son, Arion was born and she took her final breath.
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The mermen squad
FantasyArion is a siren. Unlike popular belief, the sirens are good. Well, most of the time. The mers (merpeople) wanted to use the sirens gift of song yo kill humans and took over. Now, sirens are believed to be extinct. Arion must keep his secret hidden...
