#thisispercyjackson

"My God, my tourniquet. Return to me salvation. Do you remember me? Lost for so long..." The Song came so easy to Marceline as she sang aloud, not afraid of who would hear her voice. No, that was her full intention. She wanted people to listen to her and fall under a trance as they were consumed by her lullaby. But she still allowed them free will. They hovered for awhile before carrying on about her day. That was until someone stopped directly in front of the Siren. Her grey eyes drifted up, lips twitching up in a smirk. "Can I help you?"

"They won't hurt you. My dragons. They don't attack unless I tell them to."