She returned from her sea voyage with a spring in her step, to their surprise. Few had heard the sirens sing & returned. Those that had looked haunted, not happy.
She, instead, dreamed of scales & songs & salty tongues, & impatiently planned her next trip.
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Whispers ~ Kinky microfiction ~ ongoing
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