Wednesday, 3 August 2011

The Siren

I met a lady of the ocean, she spoke in an unknown tongue but I acquired her name; Marina.
I couldn’t help but glance at her tail, however she did not have one for she was no mermaid. You may have heard legends of beautiful sea nymphs luring sailors to their death; capturing a seafarers heart with their enchanting songs.
Marina was a Siren, and she was unlike what I had envisioned. Her voice made me think of lullabies, soft chiming bells and woods bathed in moonlight. She was a shy and gentle creature, with tangled pale hair and intense blue eyes.
This is her ephemeral tale of how she became stranded on a stranger tide :


"I woke from a fitful sleep to find myself on the oceanfront, tangled in seaweed, coral and gull feathers. I stood up slowly to gather my bearings but the land was unfamiliar to me. I observed tall ships and fishermen with crab pots in the distance, huge rocks jutting out of the water and a tiny cove.
I decided to swim to the cove as I had no means of getting past the ships without being seen. I found the beach to be populated with mortals, so I hid behind a rock to await their departure.

Dusk descended and I felt it was safe to walk ashore, but I had a sudden recollection which made me stop in my tracks.
I remembered a vision of my sisters conspiring to strip me of my powers and voice, surely that was but a nightmare. I turned back to face the ocean, to dangle one foot in the welcoming water but I felt a force field repress my movements. The sky grew dark and no moon emerged to guide the way. I must be cursed to spend the rest of eternity on land.

*

For days I wandered like a lost soul; concealing myself in caves when the tide was low and balancing on a precipice to test the gift of flight.
I cradled my sea stars and shells, and longed for water. On one distinctly beautiful evening when the sun was close to setting, I tried to sing a simple melody.
I knew in my heart that my voice had waned the very day I was washed ashore.

I grew to love the creatures that visited me on my cliff top dwelling; black backed gulls, grass snakes, hawks and cormorants. The birds brought me small fish to eat, and I collected rain water in shells and rock crevices. Men at sea would often point in my direction while I bathed, but they never believed what they saw.
Sunrise was the highlight of my brief spell on mortal soil. Each morning I listened to the birds wake from their slumber, and begin their daily hunt for sustenance. The waves crashed freely against the rocks and passers-by took photographs of the heather decorating the cliffs and the picturesque scenery beyond. I was nonexistent to them, or perhaps that was another element of my curse; to be unknown.

I had been sat amongst the coarse grass peacefully meditating when I heard footsteps drawing near. I turned my head slightly to witness a girl and her loved one gazing at my still form. The girl smiled and took out a camera from the bag she carried.
I knew instantaneously that perhaps I had been exiled from water to befit a greater purpose; to exist as muse and reverie for a narrative that needed to blossom."

19 comments:

sarah elwell said...

my goodness, what a beautiful and magical weblog you have.

katiebird said...

absolutely amazing - your space here is so creative and wonderful. I love the Siren Horns!

Faery living in a very muggle world said...

I loved this, the colours you used are really stunning!

ruthie said...

These images are so beautiful, i love the colour, magical indeed.

Anonymous said...

Wonderful - your self portraits are stunning, where were these shot dear? Beautiful rugged coastline.

Faerie Moon Creations said...

What a magical post! The imagery and words were so enchanting...thank you!

brooklyn. said...

Oh my goodness. The story was absolutely magical. And the pictures are gorgeous! I love your blog, dear.

xoxo

Jae Fae in Avalon said...

I am blown away, these are just absolutely gorgeous and amazing.

Taya said...

Take more photographs of people, you're so good at it!

Shell said...

A beautiful story in words and pictures.

Fleur said...

Oh my gosh, your hair is soooooo beautiful!!! It's so long and shiny and.............beautiful!! :D and those glittery tiny horns,they look so amazing! I want to have them!
Gorgeous photographs! :)
Xx

ZEOLITE said...

That hair!

Sea Angels said...

Found you through Katie... how beautiful ...
BB Lynn x

Junaluska said...

These are lovely photos! The wind, the hair, and the fabric do wonderfully together.

wild periwinkles said...

behold a faery in sight!

The Wild Fairy said...

Oh my, the dress, the setting, the beautiful model - how wonderful! I'm just catching up with my favourite bloggers today and your enchanting post has made my morning!
~Siobhan xo

Jess. said...

I love you blog!!! You are as magical as fireflies and moonlight.

xx
Jess.

Jhordyn Ashley said...

You have such an enchanted little land here, you are truly a bright-eyed thing with stars in your eyes. Absolutely stunning and magical <3

Fainting Spell said...

Aw! I love your blog, your photos are so beatuful and amazing!