The waves slam against the ship as we go northward toward home
Home - England. Will we make it in this terrible storm?
It is so dark.
Those voices I hear. Those whispers,
They speak to me, to all of the crew.
What are they saying? No words.
They sing a song with melodic, soft sound and high pitches.
With the wind, rain and waves, it sounds like music.
They are coming.
The sirens.
Oh, God. Save us.
I can not ignore them any longer.
I look out toward the ocean and see them.
I see their glistening, flamboyant fins, their deathly pale skin and their sea foam color hair.
Everyone hears them, even our captian.
We are headed for the rocks.
We will drown into the deep abyss.
I wish I could see my love again.
I can not bear to see my death.
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I didn't know what the title should be. I wrote really quick, so, yeah. Comment.
