#repopulating

Challenge #04692-L308: There's Always a Catch

Below the waves is a shrine. Those who lay upon the alter join the sirens, gaining a new form and an enrapturing voice. And Arbin had best learn to use these new pipes, for the sacred duty of sirens is to ensure at least one is always singing a lullaby. For if the song ever falls silent, something lurking in the darkest depths may awaken at last…

Inspired by BKF's comment below this previous tale: https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-04657-l273-uninhabited -- Deathshead419

They were beautiful, and their voices were enrapturing. Arbin was waist deep in the surf before he thought to wonder what the hell he was doing or why. They were going to eat him!

He half-stumbled back towards the shoreline, unable to run since the water was slowing him down.

One stopped her singing. Well. Changed her tune. "Come, come down. We want you around. Join us all, out of hail or squall. No need to starve nor for tools to carve. Take your ease under the seas."

The complex process by which a system or environment, having undergone significant depletion or reduction in population or resources, is gradually re-pressurized and re-populated, while maintaining or restoring the innermost essential components or structures (often used in ecological, sociological, or biological contexts).

The act of replenishing a delicate or intimate system under controlled pressure, ensuring the restoration of both external and internal balance.