Canción De Sirenita の小説・ストーリー

Without you, in our lives, we feel quite poor, The place where you will feel free, Is with your family beneath the sea, We may not look like people you know, But if you come, we'll show you what you don't know, Come take my hand down to the sea, We'll take you to your family, Come now and touch my hand, Place your legs deep within the sand, A tale shall grow from your skin, You'll be free with us again. You don't know what you are, We've called you every night from afar, Come and see what it's like beyond the shore, There are oceans and worlds for you to explore... When the sirens are done singing I do as they ask. I put my legs all the way down into the sand. I sink into the sandbar all the

I asked Lena, hoping she could explain this all to me, since she was raised with the sirens, and I wasn’t. “When a siren dies, their soul returns to the sea. Our mother is trying to tell us that she is here for us and that she will always be here, even though she can’t physically be here.” Lena explains it to me, and I remember back to all the times that I heard the song. Every time something was happening in my life, and she must have wanted me to know that she was there for me. But it didn’t explain why I almost drowned each time. “When you hear the song, do you want to go to it, like it is calling for you?” I asked Lena, hoping I wasn’t the only one of us that almost drowned from it.

Anyone who was listening to them would feel through the songs the sorrow those people went through. When they got to the king’s lair the Naga Princess lifted her hand silencing the crowd she was with. She then opened her mouth and started singing her own siren. The crowd had never heard anything like that before. Girls were taught how to sing and find their voice and song by their mothers at the same age Nazima had to leave the water.

said a sweet voice. She tried to open her eyes to see whoever it was. She saw a beautiful woman in a white long dress with a wreath of beautiful flowers in her head. "A-are y-you... " she asked stuttering can barely speak. "... a diwata!" she answered and smiled sweetly. "D-diwata?" she asked almost a whisper. "Yes, I am the Queen of fairies," still giving her the sweetest smile. Andrea just smiled at her and closed her eyes. She falls into a deep sleep again because of too much pain from her wounds.

Lavana replied. "Really?" Peter asked in doubt. This song was a healing song of the mermaid clan especially sung by the sirens. He knew this Lavana here to be an Omega endowed with powers and able to hold his scepter without any backlash. "Yeah, Peter." she nodded, still wearing a smile. "But…" Peter got interrupted by a certain's someone clearing his throat. "You're being too nosy, Peter," Phoenix said as he put his arm around Lavana's waist, pulling her closer.

The smile that says “fuck off” Everyone clapped when she started singing. Kurt and his mother were both stunned. Kurt didn’t know that Annika could actually sing. He became more attracted to her. Kurt’s mother was closing her fists. She was annoyed. Her plan didn’t work. “Thank you, everyone. Have a great night.” Everyone clapped and cheered for Annika. They wanted Annika to sing more.

I open my mouth and begin to sing. The sound that leaves my throat is a low, ethereal hum. A soft flowing Fae melody that carries no words, only a rhythmic warmth which carries a soothing resonance. Almost like a gentle breeze rustling through a forest, one that is steady and calm. Beside me, I watch as the tight, rigid lines of King Sven’s jaw slowly begin to relax. His breathing deepens, matching the slow tempo of my Serenade. He shifts slightly, now resting his head on my chest. And it makes my heart skip a beat, but I do not stop serenading him.

Silen. He’s sitting at the edge of the indoor fountain, long legs stretched out, dark blue hair dripping water down his shoulders. He hums softly to himself, a sound too beautiful for this cursed place. The melody winds through the air like smoke, softening everything it touches. It is a song that only a siren could produce. Bubbles immediately flattens her ears. I scoop her up before she can hiss. “Behave,” I whisper. Silen looks up when I approach, his eyes look like the ocean before a storm. “Morning, Aria,” he says, voice smooth as the song he was just humming. “You survived the night, I see.”

The hesitation was clear in her eyes, yet the slight smile on her lips was undeniable. Frozina giggled beside me, clearly swooning at the scene. “Damn, I’m getting butterflies. I wish everyone had a Virgo who would sing like this in front of their house.” Lonely rivers flow To the sea, to the sea To the open arms of the sea, yeah Lonely rivers sigh "Wait for me, wait for me" I'll be coming home, wait for me I turned to look at her and realized she was recording Virgo’s serenade on her phone.

I missed the soft singing voice of the kid. "Would singing be not allowed too? Would you sing for me? Just a bit so I can sleep. Please Siba." I begged the woman for a song. She started tuning out melodies that I can't understand but yet tearing my heart away. "Thank you," I muttered in close eyes, savoring the song. Una mujer morena resuelta en luna se derrama hilo a hilo sobre la cuna. Ríete, niño, que te traigo la luna