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A young lady, cloaked in grey, a walking stick in hand, journeyed very far to reach this place.
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She came from the forest of a faraway land, bartered her treasures with the sailors to take her to the Eastern shores, where even sailors never sail to. On her sea journey sea nymphs took the ship away, but the Sirens knew who the young lady was, and spared her life. She was a nymph once, one of the sweet singers of death. Or at least, she has a bloodline that can be traced to these surreal creatures of the sea.
The Sirens laid her by the cliffs where they resided, and let her sleep. Constantly fading in and out of sleep, the young lady could hear the sirens sing in the night. The songs they sang in their own homes were significantly different from that which they sing to lustful sailors. They sang songs that told many stories. They sang songs of how the world began. They sang songs of how the first fairy was born. They sang songs of androids from outer space. They sang songs of men who bedded their king. They sang songs about gods. They sang songs about everything.
And the young lady remembered everything, though she did not try to. She just remembered everything.
Your were once one of us, princess. You do not need to learn our songs. You only need to find them. The world and all things knowable is in your blood. You do not need to know your tale, or how you came to be here. Just know that the Sirens will never harm you. And we will take you to as far as we can to where your heart desires to be.
The young lady woke up, fresh and young again, in a vast desert. From there she continued walking until nightfall. She no longer needed her walking stick. She looked at the pale moon, and whispered a prayer, and sang a song of the Sirens.
The moon glowed like the sun upon hearing a song of the seas sung in the desert. The young lady sang on with her eyes closed. The song gave her warmth and comfort, and the world changed around her. When she awoke from her sleep, she was among the clouds, white and moist. She was younger still, and she walked on air. She walked till the clouds turned grey, and she rested again, and sang a song.
Raindrops formed and fell as her song of the seas echoed through the skies and beyond. And the next day, she found herself in space, without a body. Still she walked. And she sang as she walked, until she met the Godfather of Fairies, who waited for her at walls of the universe, of all creation.
"I want my baby back, O Godfather of Fairies," said the young lady.
"I admire your persistence, Princess Belle of the Forbidden Forest, but even if I grant you your wish, you cannot have her again. You have travelled too far to find me. You have died."
"I am still here,"Princess Belle stubbornly retorted.
"And so long as you remain here you will not be taken to the land of the dead. So, I bid you stay," said the Godfather of Fairies.
"Stay and do what? I've come here to beg for your mercy, but it seems even your mercy can do me no good anymore."
"But it can, and my mercy you shall have. You may stay in this realm, and observe all things, including your daughter. Her life, and her death, everything. I understand that it might be more painful to merely see her through the windows of my home, but the choice is yours."
"Is there nothing else you can do for me?"
"I'm afraid not. I am sorry."
"And out of curiosity, what were you offered?"
"To take your child away?"
"Yes,"
"A lot."
"Ah."
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