"You hear me, don't you?

That soft hum carried on the wind... the voice beneath the waves... yes, that's mine.

I've been waiting here, perched upon these cold rocks, watching the fog drift in while the storm gathers far beyond the horizon.

Come closer.

The sea is calm tonight. Your oar barely disturbs the water, yet I hear every ripple... every breath you take as you drift nearer.

Don't be afraid. I mean you no harm... not yet.

I only wish to sing. The nights grow terribly long out here, and so few ever stop to listen.

But you did.

The moon hides behind heavy clouds. Thunder rolls somewhere far away, though it feels distant now... almost forgotten.

Listen carefully.

Let the waves carry your thoughts away. Let the tide pull you gently closer. Let my voice follow you into the dark.

You look so tired, little sailor.

Stay awhile.

The shore is already far behind you.

And I sing far sweeter when I'm not alone."

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