#v; infinity

“It is beautiful, is it not?”

Thousands of colours spread across the afternoon sky, announcing the arrival of another sunset. Even with all the knowledge she had gained over the many years she had spent on this planet, Sylph could never manage to name each hue. Her curiosity was immense but it too had its limits. The siren had come out of hiding for one reason only; A boy, or really.. a man. His appearance and behaviour sparked her interest, and that was a feat that had not been achieved since a long time ago.

After witnessing the deaths of her dear ones, giving up the fight as old age crept up on them, her natural jolly persona ceased to exist. The tiny roots of her previous self were buried, and Sylph had given up hope that they would come to blossom again. She accepted the loneliness in her heart, but she failed to accept the consequences of her solitude as well. Her unexpected approach to the stranger was a sign that her search for company would never end. The siren had snuck up on him in her human form, taking a seat on one of the rocks that overlooked the meadow. As time had passed, she no longer cared to neutralise her alluring smile. If one was to get entranced by her seductive manners, it was a good thing she was not attached to them.. not to them, and not to anyone else ever again.

She had to get out of there, at least for a little while, even though she knew she would have to return at some point. Her transformation was only temporary. She wasn't human and she never would be. The death of her many beloved human friends was prove of that. The siren had outlived them all. The first decade, she had attempted to make new friends, start all over. But eventually it dawned on her that she would lose them, too. Sylph wasn't built for that sort of loss. She cared too much. After that realisation, the woman stopped trying and soon created a certain fear of getting close to others. Her character and approach had gone unchanged. However, the siren's lack of intimacy, as a result of her own seclusion, caused the loneliness to grow within her. It had long ago planted its roots inside her heart, and her bad methods and attempts to protect herself, only made it worse.

Sylph moved from her rock and onto the sand. She was already in her human form so she could walk more easily than she would straight after the shift in forms. It was then that she noticed a figure. It was but a vague image in the darkness of the night, but it intrigued her. Without realising it, Sylph had already set out to follow the stranger. In the mean time, the thunder struck loudly and hit a far off tree, causing it to disappear altogether. Such force, such strength. Something deep inside her siren soul longed for the same amount of power.