《Biomancer: Songs of Sirens》A Pleasing Prison
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The water enters my mouth rushing down my throat, but it never reaches my lungs. The life giving liquid pours out of my throat filling my blood with oxygen as I inhale the heavy liquid. The desperation of before relinquishes I relaxed my tense muscles and tendons.
The water passes through my throat like heavy air, but each time I inhale, I gain more breath than air would give. I lift my arms touching my throat. A set of ridges meet my hands before I peer down at the weeping siren. She knew I had gills. Hmmm. Whatever caused this will likely explain my regeneration as well. Either way, more pressing matters require my attention.
I say with the words ringing in my mind more than through the water,
"I'm sorry. I thought I would die..."
She peers upwards as tears of purple float upwards from her eyes before they drift towards the surface of the pool. She wipes her face before she smiles saying, "As you could not understand me at the surface, neither can I understand you underwater."
I grin as I swim towards her passing by several jellyfish. I evade their tentacles before I reach her grabbing her cheek before I lean my forehead onto hers. I close my eyes as I float in the water by moving my legs back and forth.
She only wants to help me. She has given me comforting company while giving my sleep a peace with her songs. Even her appearance soothes me. After a moment, she latches her arms underneath my chest while I wrap my own around her small shoulders.
She shreiks out her sobs while saying between them, "I...I'm sorry. I just...I thought you knew you could...breath...and I had to....watch you...I didn't-""
I clamp her frail figure against my own as silencing her outbursts. There we lay floating in the momentary perfection as time ceases to pass. I engrave the moment into my soul as we understand one another with remarkable clarity. She yearns for someone to talk to alone in her pool, and I gave her liberation from her loneliness.
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She offered her songs with such a serene sincerity. Her very soul flew with her words, and now she doesn't need words. She needs understanding.
After several minutes, she regains composure of her emotions saying in her entrancing voice that resonates through the water, "Thank you...for being here."
I grin before I release her from my hug. I point upwards while pointing at my mouth. she nods before we paddle upwards reaching the surface. As my face lifts out of the water, I shake the water from my lungs while she grabs my waist lifting me further out of the water.
I raise an eyebrow before I lower my head into the water. Her calming voice caresses my ears as she says, "If you want to breath using your lungs, you have to lift your gills out of the water. Otherwise your gill flaps won't lift letting you breath in water."
I nod my head before I lift my head from the water saying, "Then you figured I couldn't lift myself far enough out of the water to do so?"
She smiles while nodding her head. Her genuine happiness infects me as I say, "My name is Pyrex. What's yours?"
I lean my ear against the water as she lowers her mouth into the water saying, "What is a name? I've heard others call me a siren before, but they go to the lake below rather than stay with me."
Their other victims must fall for the allure of the horde of sirens versus this single creature. The thought inspires my next words as I say, "Would you mind me naming you?"
She leers as she says, "Not in the slightest."
I calm my pulse before I say, "Then I will call you Allure. The names rather self explanatory I believe."
She leans closer saying, "Oh really? Would you mind explaining in further detail?"
As I swallow my longing once more, I say, "Let's save it for later temptress."
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We reach the shore where I lay against the edge of the pool with an ear in the water while she keeps hers above the water. She says with an inquisitive shifting of pitch, "So where do you come from Pyrex?"
I meet her gaze replying, "I come from Bigel. It's a town outside of the cave."
Her eyes widen as she says, "There is more outside of the cave?"
I quint my eyes saying, "Of course. Have you never left this pool?"
She lowers her gaze saying with dejection, "Uh. Yes. I'm stuck here."
I murmur, "Would you like to escape this place one day?"
She smiles with a melancholy drooping her happiness, "Of course, but it will never happen. The pool below is over 300 feet. Water is hard at such height. You felt this. The entrance of the cave disappeared whenever you flew in here along with your wounds."
My eyes pierce her while I say in a voice filled with iron, "We will escape from here. I won't leave you alone any longer, nor will I leave you here trapped in this small pool."
She frowns as she says, "How do you intend to do so, weaver of tall tales?"
I clamp a fist as I look towards the caverns roof saying, "Do you remember the condition I was in when I fell here?"
Her shoulders droop while she closes her eyes saying, "It was...gruesome."
I open my hand saying, "Yet now I am perfectly healed. I may know biomancy, but I can't recover such wounds so quickly."
She raises an eyebrow saying, "You did have a rather rapid recovery despite my songs of healing."
I glance back at her saying, "you were healing me?"
Her skin shows an elegant lavender as she blushes at my comment saying, "I didn't want to be alone, though I will admit you looked rather noble. Like a fallen angel. I saw the other sirens drown other people who walked in here, so I tried breathing my stores of air in your lungs."
I redden as I say, "so that's why you kissed me then?"
she blushes purple further as she says meeting my gaze, "That isn't the only reason."
I close my eyes as I breath deeply quelling my inner demons. How my own body suggests forbidden relations with her. After a moment, she says like a worried newly wed, "I'm sorry, did I say something wrong?"
I open my eyes saying, "Actually, you said too much, but you said it all to correctly."
"Better than too little I presume?"
"Well that's debatable."
I lift myself from the water checking my specs once again. My overall conditioning eclipses my previous ability by magnitudes. Excellent. I say towards her, "I will be back after several hours." I pick up a jellyfish before I continue, "I'll be tearing down the rubble in front of the cavern's walls so we can escape."
She lifts her head singing a few melancholy notes before I say, "Have some faith here. I won't be leaving you. I promise."
She lowers her body beneath the water bubbling up a few unspoken words as she pouts. I say, "When I get back, I will grant you one request. How does that sound?"
She places a hand on her sleek chin before she lifts her self singing a fluid harmony. I wave my hand saying, "I'll take that as a yes. I'll see you later then allure."
She shivers as I use her name before I leave.Strange. As I reach the edge of the cliff I fell from, I look upwards at the hundred feet of stone above me soaking in the sight. I have a lot of work ahead of me.
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