Call to all sisters
The hauntingly mesmerising stream of sound wound around the men’s minds, holding them still and absorbed in the words that flowed from her lips. It stole down to the depths of the ocean, snagging and pulling up more unearthly sirens that rose from the water to rest seductively on the boats’ edge. Whatever their idea of beauty was, they embodied it.
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