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Seafoam_144
Legacy Name: Seafoam_144

The Hydrus Keeto
Owner: Bonjourbelle

Age: 16 years, 6 months, 3 weeks

Born: August 24th, 2009

Adopted: 16 years, 6 months, 3 weeks ago (Legacy)

Adopted: August 24th, 2009 (Legacy)

Statistics

• Level: 1
   
• Strength: 10
   
• Defense: 10
   
• Speed: 0
   
• Health: 10
   
• HP: 0/10
   
• Intelligence: 0
   
• Books Read: 0
• Food Eaten: 0
• Job: Unemployed

[style]#header, #postcards, #header-ban, #header-ban-main, #header-lrc, #header-rrc {display:none;}#menu, #menu-right, #sidebar, #rightbg, #spacer, h2, #column_3 a, #footer {display:none;}#content, #index, body, #page, #bookmarks, #rightbg {background-color:transparent;}#column_1{position:absolute;top:99px;left:410px;}#pet_minion img {height: 0px; width: 64px; padding-bottom: 64px; padding-top: 0px; background: url(http://i712.photobucket.com/albums/ww121/bonjourbelle11/smallhead.gif?t=1277074173) left top no-repeat;}#pet_desc{width:545px; height:203px; overflow:auto;}#column_3{display:none;}[/style][center]She sits alone, the Siren,
On an isle of clearest glass,
Immortal with an angel's voice
No mortal could surpass.
She calls to passing seaman,
Enrapturing each soul,
Imploring him to come to her
And shed his self-control.
The beauty of the misting sound
That leads his path astray
Is nothing to her sorrow
Which upon his heart doth prey.

Her words are clear from far away,
Words calling for her lover,
Engraving on the seaman's soul
That love she can't recover.
"Return," she cries upon the breeze,
"How barren is my life!
Return and take me once again
And I shall be your wife.
If somehow you can sense my voice,
Return to me once more-
If only you'd return, my love,
And touch the crystal shore.

He felt her call impel him
Though her lover he was not,
But by her soft and lilting song,
His heart and soul were caught.
Each man upon that sailing ship
Turned toward the glassy isle.
A tear rolled down on every cheek,
On every lip, a smile,
For each man dreamed he'd be the man
To drown that mournful cry
If love she craved, each love-sick man
Would hasten to comply.

Yet, still, men thought, who is he,
This man not understood:
How could her love resist her call
As not one other could?
And more, why would he wish to,
With a love as true as she?
They loathed him for her sorrow,
For their own strange jealousy.
Each man prayed she'd take him instead
And still her mournful cry
That wrenched and tore through
Every heart so not an eye was dry.

They beached, at last, upon the shore
Of the diamond of the sea,
Men driven by that silver voice
That sundered painfully,
But none had hearts so callous
They could counter Siren's call,
So, all the sailors left the ship
To find her crystal hall.
There, upon a crystal throne
That glowed with rainbow light,
Sat a woman, oh so radiant,
She could light a starless night.

Her hair was made of sunbeams
From the gloried rising sun,
Those glowing vibrant colors
When the day has just begun.
Her skin was white and glowing
Like the fullest April moon
And, on her cheeks, the hues
Of Autumn's splendor softly strewn.
Her lips were of the deepest
Crimson color roses grow,
And softer than the softest
Petals man could ever sow.

Her eyes, though, were what touched them,
What could melt their every soul.
Infused with such emotion,
Glowing pain and endless woe.
Her eyes, the color of the sea
When blown by stormy gale
And of a perfect beauty
Even Helen could not pale,
They looked with azure anguish,
Filled with tears as yet to fall,
A look inside those tortured depths
That matched her lonely call.

Her melancholy voice was matched
With dulcimer of pearl
That sang a song of misery
That, `round them, ebbed and swirled.
Her honeyed voice, like nectar,
Enticed their every ear,
And plied its heartless teasing
On the men who chanced to hear.
But, now, the men were closer
And the words were twice as plain,
And now the men could see her,
Know her endless echoed pain.

"My love," she called, "Can you not see?
Alone I'm incomplete!
Return, my love, return
And take again your rightful seat.
You took my heart and sailed away-
You promised to return.
O do you break that promise?
Must my heart forever burn?
Forever I am doomed to call
Until you come once more,
Forever call my lover
`Till he finds my crystal shore."

Those silken grieving words tore souls
And several seamen died,
Torn by the desolation
In the wrenching words she cried.
Men begged her to let go her pain,
Give up her singing tears.
Why must she always suffer
Through a thousand mourning years?
Any man would ease that heart
That cried alone so long
If she'd but stop the torture
Of her soulful sorrowed song.

Her voice, like purest crystal, sang,
"I wish I'd called you not,
And, yet, my voice must always sing
And men are sometimes caught.
A cruel storm of winter
Took the life of my sweet swain,
And, until his soul is freed,
How dare I stop again?
I alone can bring him back
If my song can reach his soul,
And take that man, who is my life,
The life that Hades stole.

With song-spawned strength, I use my voice
To lure him home to me.
I cannot stop, I cannot rest
Until my love is free.
I cannot let you go, poor men,
Or lose all I have won.
I must regain my cherished
Green Poseidon's favorite son.
You all will die, as others have,
Poor men, of anguish, slain,
Your deaths will weigh upon my soul,
Increase my load of pain."

So did they die, as she had said,
Her tears on every man,
And sweetly did she send her voice
To implement her plan.
Was he really stolen?
Or deserted on his own?
She didn't know but trusted him
Although she dwelled alone.
She called to him, "Return again. . . "
With heart and soul and will.
Many say it's all in vain
And that she sings there still.

She sits alone, the Siren,
On an isle of clearest glass
Immortal with an angel's voice
No mortal could surpass.
She calls to every seaman
To enrapture every soul
And she captures every seaman
Who allows her voice control.
Beware the beautied misting song,
The golden perfumed breath . . .
To land upon that crystal isle is loneliness
And death.



Siren's Song- Stephanie Barr
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