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He’d been a small, dark man named Ulysses, and he’d told her that her kisses were like dipping in a cool, fresh stream after a hot day’s battle.
She shook her head and icicles floated out of her long, orange-red hair like pearls.
Her long body coiled and started to take its fighting form, fangs out, eyes turning black, tail hardening into a vicious weapon.
The war against death had been lost on Earth, that was all there was to it.
And they call me a siren, when he possesses such cruel beauty that could send me to my grave.
“Death feels so warm,” he whispered,
“Didn’t know there were mermaids in heaven. Ice mermaids…So beautiful. Jewels for eyes, pearls for hair.”
“Welcome to Poseidon’s Palace,” she told him. “I am Lorelei. And this is your new home.” “Poseidon? The god of Greek mythology books?” he asked.
What humans lack in intelligence they try to make up for with imagination.”
Imagine if all mythological beings etc did exist but humans just arent intelligent enough or not connected enough
“This is what your Earth was like, too, before you lost the war. Our worlds were created as twins. You’ve destroyed yours. But we…” she spread her arms out, feeling the sun caress her skin. “We haven’t. Not yet.”
We were created invincible, and someone is trying to change that. Earth has lost. But it won’t be until the Kingdom loses too that everything will fall apart.”
Hating such a man for the color of his skin? She’d think he was making it up if she didn’t know him well enough to believe him.
“I’ll pray that it will be like that, when the ice melts in your heart. Right now you have a heart of ice; you don’t know what love is.”
“Love is laying down your life for someone. It doesn’t matter if it’s someone you’ve known for years, or a person who happened to be next to you when you were thrown overboard. Or the most beautiful woman in every universe that ever existed,” he added in a quiet voice. “Love is putting someone else above yourself. And I’m doing this now. For my two brothers, if they are still alive, for my friends, for any human being aboard the Titanic who might need me. Do you understand that, Lorelei?”
And every time she saw him, a piece of ice melted in her emotionless heart.
This ‘caring’ Darius had spoken of. Love. It was worth it. It was worth the pain, the weakness, the vulnerability. The defeat. Maybe someday it would even be worth dying for. Caring for someone, loving someone, if that someone was special… yes, it was worth it. It was all worth it.
I don’t want to spend more time in the real world.”
