sirenspull | ♫ Eleventh Song ♫ [Video]

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♫ Eleventh Song ♫ [Video]

_{[The feed starts with a sickening crack of a clam shell being smashed against a rock, long fingers prying the shell open with ease. The poor clam is scooped out of its shell and eaten immediately before the shell is tossed carelessly away into the sea water. Syrena's hair is wet and windswept and she tucks part of it behind an ear, scraping a nail against the surface of the rock she's leaning on. Part of her golden tail can be seen for a moment as she lifts it up to splash some water on her back before letting it fall back into the sea water behind her.

She seems, if anything, a little troubled. If she is though, it doesn't show much.]}

There is something I do not understand.

_{[She pulls herself up a bit on the rock then, cradling her face in her palms as she stares at the NV, elbows propped up on the rock and her long hair keeping what would be a rather bare chest out of sight for now.]}

There was a ritual held on the beach this morning. A man and a woman were dressed in white clothes and a man who spoke in the name of God joined them together. I do not recall every word shared but their hearts and souls became one and the same. That is what the man in black and white said to the man and woman. There was music and laughter, movement and song. I wished to sing with them but I did not. I stayed silent and hidden.

Their ritual seemed sacred.

_{[She seems a little forlorn at this if not a tad bit jealous of the happiness she'd witnessed earlier, letting her gaze trail away from the NV to the wet surface of the rock.]}

But I do not understand. What was this ritual? Why were they, until that moment, incomplete? Am I incomplete? I was told that I have a soul, but I do not understand what that means. I was told that I was one of God's creatures, but I do not know of God.

I knew nothing of these things until Philip. Even now, I am ignorant.

How can one who does not know what a soul is have one? How would another person know if one possesses one? It is an important thing, a soul, is it not? If it was not, I do not think Philip would have tried to save people's souls.

_{[She rakes her nails across the surface of the rock before looking back at the NV.]}

If I have a soul, what is it to me? I do not know.

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I will be there.

[And a while later, she's walking through the sand with a comb and a hair tie.]

Syrena? Are you there?

_{[She is there, actually, and she soon surfaces.]}

Hello.

[She smiles with a wave.]

Hi! Um, do you want to come up here, or should I come down?

Come down.

[She takes a few steps in, wading in the water, not really showing much concern for her wet clothing.]

It's so beautiful out here... I bet you get a lot of visitors!

I do not.

...You don't?

[Note to self: visit this mermaid as frequently as possible.]

A-Anyways, I brought the things for your hair!

No.

_{[She shakes her head.]}

You did?

Yeah! Do you want me to start?

[As long as she turns around first or agrees to put on a shirt...]

_{[A nod and she turns around, waiting for Ahiru to start.]}

[She lifts the long locks until they're out of the water and starts to run the comb through the ends of Syrena's hair gently, not wanting it to catch on one of the tangles and cause her pain.

There's only silence for a few moments.]

Hey, did you ever hear the story of the little mermaid? It sort of has to do with love.

The little mermaid?

Uh huh! It's a fairy tale. Um, a story. It's really sad, though... Do you want me to tell you?

Yes, I would like to hear it.

Far out in the ocean, where the water is as blue as the prettiest cornflower, and as clear as crystal... Well, there lived a little mermaid. Her father the Sea King lived there as well. The King's mother kept house for him. He had six daughters, and they all played in the castle every day.

[She pauses, waiting for some indication that she should continue.]

There was a Sea King?

_{[This isn't accurate BT...]}

Yes, there was! And he had six daughters, but see, one of them wasn't like all the others. The littlest mermaid was quieter than the others, and the only things she really loved were the red flowers she grew in her garden, and the statue of a boy that had fallen to the bottom of the ocean from the wreckage of a ship.

[She continues combing, running her fingers through Syrena's hair.]

_{[Syrena hums a bit at the feel of fingers in her hair.]}

Red is a beautiful color.

It is. Now, the little mermaid heard a lot of stories about the human world from her grandmother, and she thought it all sounded wonderful. The ships, the towns, the people, the animals, the flowers, the trees, all of it. Her grandmother told her that once she turned fifteen, she would be allowed to sit on the rocks that stuck out of the sea and watch the ships go by. And then she'd be able to see the forests and the towns, too.

She wanted to see what was on land? But why?

Because all the stories she heard, they were really amazing to her. Now, when her grandmother told her that, she was ten years old, so she had to wait five years. But her sisters were all older than her, and they agreed to tell each other about what was on land once they saw it. With every description of the land, the youngest sister wanted to see it more and more.

[She keeps combing through the older girl's hair until she reaches her scalp, and then sets the comb in a pocket as she starts to part her hair into three sections.]

What did she do? The youngest mermaid?

When she finally turned fifteen, she went to the surface of the water, and saw a big ship! There was dancing and singing on board, and when she got closer, she saw a handsome prince on the deck. They were celebrating his sixteenth birthday. But then, a storm started approaching, and it looked like the sailors were all in danger!

[She finishes parting her hair and begins to weave the strands over and under each other.]

Did they drown? Did she eat them?

_{[Valid questions okok.]}

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