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I have to know where that is coming from. He thought and stepped out from the verandah on to the stepped that led down to the beach. Each step brought the melody louder to his ears and it began to captivate his senses. He was reminded of the Greek myths where men’s ships were led onto the rocks by the sensual Siren’s songs. He stepped around the rocks that made the wall of the cliff to the other side of the beach. Still no one came into sight. Where was the singer who charmed him with her tempting song? He walked further down the sand and found another set of rocks. He let his fingers trail around the damp stone as he walked, the surf came up and washed around his feet. The water was warm and that alone made him want to take a swim. But not now, he was so close to discovering where the voice was coming from. T here she was. Eli stared at the beauty in front of him and his breath caught in his throat. Her hair was long tight curls of black flowing down to her waist. Her skin glowed from being kissed by the sun but her eyes were only a few shades darker than the sand at their feet. Around her neck was the smooth body of a snake and she held its flat head in her hands. She sang a few lines of the same song to her pet, waiting silently as if she was listening to the snake talk, before laughing out loud. Throwing her head back and letting the sound flow from her. He had never seen anything so unrestrained and free. “Hi there I like your song. What is it called?” Eli asked. She swirled around to face him and it was then he saw the full beauty of her oval face, the side view did not do her justice. He walked slowly over to her because her green eyes were filled with wariness. She began to leave, but somehow Eli didn’t want her to. “Hey, hey don’t go! I won’t hurt you I just heard you singing that’s all.” His voice gentled hoping she would not be afraid to stay. “I was singing to Columbus.” Eli wanted to roll his eyes in pleasure as her voice was over him like the waves on her bare feet. “Columbus, is your pet?” referring to the nine foot yellow boa she had around her neck. “We take care of each other. He is not my pet.” “What were you singing to him?” “A song I was taught as a child. It’s about mermaids that come on land to play with mortals and make hibiscus crowns.” She looked around as if she heard something that Eli could not hear. “I have to go now, goodbye.”
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