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[thelonelysirenx]

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Sylph has one item that she values more than anything: A seashell. She can't remember how she got it, but she's kept it in her underwater cavern ever since she was little. It is the only object once possessed by her parents that still remains. Sylph doesn't know that it belonged to them yet she cherishes it a lot. She never takes it with her out of fear that she might lose it and, sometimes, she stares at its beautiful, sparkling shape for hours, because it calms her down. 

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Sylph was out, spending the night at the cottage in the forest instead of resting in her underwater cavern. The cottage was abandoned, but it was as good as new. There was no sign of personal belongings, except for basic furniture that the owners seemed to have left behind. Rich people, Sylph figured. Maybe they would reclaim the cottage someday, but until that moment it was hers to use. It was quite luxurious, too. The size of it might not be that impressive yet the facilities were amazing. The siren had a great time figuring out what to use certain objects for and reading the books on the gigantic, dusty shelf.

She was actually reading one of those books when a thud surprised her. Sirens didn’t have to sleep every night. As long as they were well-rested, the could go for weeks without sleep. The only reason why Sylph ever slept at all, was when her body demanded it and would otherwise prevent her from transforming into her human form. She wasn’t mistaken now, was she? Did someone just knock on the door.. of an abandoned cottage.. in the middle of the night? That was sort of creepy. There was only one person Sylph had told about the cottage and that person was.. Caleb! It had to be him! But why would he be here at such a late hour?

The girl immediately placed the book on the table and rushed to the door. Once she opened it, her suspicion was confirmed. “Caleb..” was all she could muster. Her first instinct was to hug him, pull him into the cottage and ask him if he was okay. Then again, it could be a sweet gesture to surprise her.. or something completely different. Sylph bit on her lower lip, causing blood to rush towards it and colour her lips crimson.

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It was still early in the afternoon when Sylph made her way from one island to the other. She was new in the area and she wanted to explore everything. Obviously, the siren could not manage to see everything at once so she had made a mental note concerning the route she would take today and the islands she would visit tomorrow. You could barely call it a proper schedule. The reason for the messiness of it all would be that the girl didn’t like to pin herself down on something. If one island was more interesting than the other, why would she still leave on time and miss out on all the great stuff.. for a schedule?

So far, she had visited three islands and she was about to reach her next destination when she noticed a black space above her head. Too late. Sylph bumped into the dark object with enough force to leave a small bruise on her forehead. Good thing her body healed quickly. The teen looked up, trying to figure out what it was that she had bumped into and instantly recognised the shape. A boat. How was it even possible that she hadn’t seen it on time? Sylph softly touched the aching skin above her left eyebrow and winced. No blood, though. How fortunate.

As she moved sidewards in an attempt to avoid hitting the boat again, she decided to take a peek at whomever was in the boat; if there was even a person on it at all. The blonde surfaced, raising her head above the water slowly. Her eyes lit up when she saw the male. Sylph smiled dreamily as she placed her hands on one side of the boat to lean on it ever so slightly. What a handsome boy, she thought to herself, only to herself. She would never dare to say such comments aloud. Actually, she didn’t know what to say at all. Why did she even show herself to him. It could be dangerous, depending on his intentions. However, after taking a better look at him, this boy seemed rather harmless. He wouldn’t hurt her, would he?

Sylph tilted her head to one side, patiently waiting for him to notice her. The siren’s golden curls seemed to glow in the brightness of the sun’s light.

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Name: Eric ZimskiAge: 22Species: Vampire

When Eric was 22, he was captured by a vampire nest. The female in charge decided she liked his looks enough to make him one of their own, so that's exactly what she did. Eric's pretty much your ordinary vampire, nothing particularly special about him except for his extraordinary looks.

[underestimatxd-blog]

"When push comes to shove, she'll throw you under the bus. That's just the kind of person that she is."

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"Ehy! What are you doing here?"

"You are definitely not a Dauntless."