SIREN'S SORROWS.

[sirensorrows]

You mentioned the mainland— how does one get there from here?

“Boots are made for walking. Unless one must resort to eating them instead. The road to the closest settlement is steep.”

[sirensorrows]

How did you end up here? Have you always lived here?

“How did you? Cart before horses. For one to tell their place of origin to a soul merely in passing is... backwards, is it not? I was not born at sea, nor near it. But we are only ever going forward.”

[sirensorrows]

have you heard of the silent one?

“There are many silences all over, and in this place they abound. Hear? The very thing about them is that one does not.”

[sirensorrows]

How much is your cheapest drink?

“I make what you ask me to. What’s your choice of song, choice of poison? Mainland ran out of barley a while back. Good we stocked up on rye.”

[sirensorrows]

do you got a bae tho?

“That a union card? Afraid we don’t take them, over here. You can pay with a story.”