Clouds, darkness and the sound of a thunderstorm closing in; That's all the siren could perceive. The comfort of the waves had lost its effect on her. Her home was no longer the peaceful place she had thought it to be, for she felt like it condemned her to a horrible fate. When she was still a little girl, she had had so much fun swimming and travelling to all sorts of places. The ocean was her tranquil bay. But now, it was nothing more than a faint reflection of that fantastical place. Maybe it was all in her head, maybe the memory of how she had witnessed that area during her childhood was all a dream, and she had been chained to the water all along.
She had to get out of there, at least for a little while, even though she knew she would have to return at some point. Her transformation was only temporary. She wasn't human and she never would be. The death of her many beloved human friends was prove of that. The siren had outlived them all. The first decade, she had attempted to make new friends, start all over. But eventually it dawned on her that she would lose them, too. Sylph wasn't built for that sort of loss. She cared too much. After that realisation, the woman stopped trying and soon created a certain fear of getting close to others. Her character and approach had gone unchanged. However, the siren's lack of intimacy, as a result of her own seclusion, caused the loneliness to grow within her. It had long ago planted its roots inside her heart, and her bad methods and attempts to protect herself, only made it worse.
Sylph moved from her rock and onto the sand. She was already in her human form so she could walk more easily than she would straight after the shift in forms. It was then that she noticed a figure. It was but a vague image in the darkness of the night, but it intrigued her. Without realising it, Sylph had already set out to follow the stranger. In the mean time, the thunder struck loudly and hit a far off tree, causing it to disappear altogether. Such force, such strength. Something deep inside her siren soul longed for the same amount of power.
The shadow moved fast. The blonde had a hard time keeping up with its tracks. Before she knew it, the creature had led her all the way to what seemed like an abandoned house. Sylph frowned slightly as she approached it, wondering where the figure had gone off to. Why was she this curious about a random person walking nearby? Perhaps it was not curiosity but boredom that had provoked her reaction. The siren tilted her head to one side, waiting in one spot for a second after having reached some sort of gate. She tried to open it, but she had little success. “Anyone there?” Sylph inquired, eyes searching for the stranger that was bound to be around here somewhere.
