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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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.]}

[Slight pause, her fingers tensing and then pausing, before she resumes.]

N-No! No, of course she didn't eat them. She swam through the wreckage of the ship, since it got torn apart, and then she found the prince. She held his head above water so he wouldn't drown. Soon enough, she swam far enough with him to find a beach, and she laid him down there. Some young girls saw him laying out on the beach and started to approach him, so the mermaid had to go back into the sea. She watched him wake up, but he didn't know it was her that had saved him.

What happened then?

She had to go back into the ocean to be with her family. She was very sad, though, because she couldn't see the prince. Soon enough, she got so sad she couldn't stand it, and told one of her sisters about it. The news spread fast, and one of the other mermaids told her that she knew who the prince was and where he was. The other sisters accompanied to the surface right by his palace, and she saw him again. She started going every night to watch him, but she could never go on land to be with him.

Why could she not go on land to be with him? Did she not want to leave the sea?

Well, it's not like she could just walk up there! I mean, the tail and everything.

[Aaaaand she's just going to skip the part about mermaids not having a soul. Because.]

One day, the mermaid got so desperate that she went to see a sea witch to help her. The place where the witch lived was surrounded by scary things, and the mermaid almost turned back, but all it took was the thought of the prince to make her brave again. The witch told her she would make her a draught, and that the mermaid had to go up to go the shore and drink it when she was out of the water, and she would grow legs. The witch warned her that it would feel as though a sword was cutting her, and every step she took afterwards would be like walking on knives. But... The mermaid loved the prince so much she agreed.

_{[It's then, at that very moment, Syrena freezes and turns around, effectively pulling some of her hair out of Ahiru's hands.]}

Why? Why would she do such a thing? Was she an idiot, this mermaid? Did she not know all one must do to get legs is to go on land? Why would she be so foolish?

[She flails a little, surprised, but seeing as she's treading water and there's not anywhere to fall, she recovers quickly.]

What? No! I-I mean, I'm sure it's that way in your world, but... Every place is different. And it's a story, anyways - maybe the author was writing about a different kind of mermaid that can't get legs by going onto land.

Then what happened?

The witch told her that once she became a human, she wouldn't be able to be a mermaid ever again. She'd never be able to be with her family again, and if the prince didn't fall in love with her, the mermaid would turn into sea foam if he married another. The mermaid was still determined, but the witch told her that in exchange for turning her human, she would need to take the mermaid's voice. The mermaid agreed, and the witch... Cut out her tongue.

[She takes hold of Syrena's hair again, starting over with the strands that had gotten loose a few moments ago.]

_{[Her voice. The mermaid had given away her voice. The most important thing her kind could have and just like that, she had agreed to give it away. With a hiss Syrena turned around to stare at Ahiru, clearly distressed.]}

Her voice? She let that be taken from her?!

_{[It was the most worked up she had let herself get, but the story was truly horrifying.]}

How could she not realize she was condemning herself to death? For a human she had never even met when he was awake! A mermaid cannot live without her voice! They may breathe, they may eat, but they will die soon enough.

[Startled, she lets go of her hair again, her expression growing confused. When she speaks, it's a little quieter.]

That kind of thing... Sometimes taking a risk is worth it, for someone who you really love. Someone you would do anything to be with. Being without them, that would be a fate worse than death.

For a human, perhaps, but for a mermaid? There is no worse fate than losing her voice.

...Why? What happens?

She can never truly be happy.

How can a bird fly without its wings? It will die if they are cut off. How can a fish swim without its tail? It will die if it is lost.

To not be able to sing is a fate worse than death. I rather die than live without my voice.

Maybe singing wasn't as important to her as it was to the other mermaids. Do you want to hear the rest?

I would kill her, this stupid mermaid.

_{[She settles down though, turning around again.]}

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