Golith Storm's Story

Rilletta watched as a midnight dragon flew overhead - she stared up sadly and wished she could fly, too. The dragon landed on the beach ahead of her and transformed into a young man with light hair. Reaching a liquid hand towards him, she sang in a strange language. The song of the Snow Maiden was not in the tongue of the humans, you see, but her eerie words could be understood. It was as if everything she sang made complete sense, even though it was not a language anyone but the creatures of water would understand. Free me, she thought with all her might as she sang - this time for the light haired boy. Come to me. Her thoughts were not mere thoughts, they were enchanting echoes in her voice - haunting melodies that made you want to obey.

"Sasye irs ween gat guol roon yanje," she sang. In one room of that mansion, a girl of ice was trapped. "Ar sasye." The girl was completely alone.

“Why sing such a sad song to attract others to you?”

Abruptly, the Siren silenced herself. There was an eerie quiet after, as the waves crashed against the shore and the Girl made of water regarded the Boy who was a dragon. Rilletta parted her lips to speak but her being of water could not speak and even if it could, she did not remember how. Singing was very much different from speaking. Rilletta did not understand why the boy had not yet come to her. He had heard her song, he should be wading through the water to reach her by now. With sad kaleidoscope eyes, she drifted forward, her torso made of oceans gliding forward like a wave. Except she was not a wave, she was a beautiful creature made of waves. Rilletta drifted forward until she was close to the shore but still, too far away.

I do not know how to be a human, she wanted to say. The Siren wanted the dragon who could transform into a boy to teach her how. I cannot speak.

"Ri-let-ta," she said carefully. She nodded proudly and she wished to smile but her watery face could not. It was hard to see her, as she was see-through but if you tried hard enough, you could see the unusual shapes of floating water that made her. Rilletta had a small, upturned nose and full lips. Her kaleidoscope eyes were the most noticeable feature of hers, being large and bright. Her long hair was a waterfall down her slim back. "Rilletta," she repeated.

Rilletta wanted to tell the boy she sang sad songs because she could not bring herself to sing anything but. Sirens sang the truth and Rilletta was sad and very lonely. She did not know if the boy who was a dragon would understand what she meant by 'Rilletta' but she was happy that she could at least say her name. "I am-" she paused, unsure of what word came next. "Siren." Rilletta had a unique and otherworldly accent. It was unusual but melodic and feminine.

"You," she said in her lilting voice as she pointed at the red-eyed boy. "are bird." She reached her hand through the water and when she pulled her slim fingers out, a small dragon swam into the sky from the surface of the water. Rilletta was very proud of herself for speaking so many complicated words.

"Come," she lilted, pulling a little further backwards into the ocean with her arms held out towards the pale haired boy. "Was yea ra yor pagle."

I am very glad you have spoken to me.

Lodan's ears perked up when the singing started. "Its a siren. I can tell. Nasty creatures they are." He said grabbing a mouse and popping it in his mouth. His favorite snack was owl eggs but he did like mice as well. He declined the food she was offering and started playing with a grass hopper instead. "They control people's mind with their song and get them nto the water where they die. Horrible." He was ready to go on a rant and he knew the ways of a demon. "Demons are civil about it. Sirens are horrible. They just kill all the time to kill. Demons have reasons." He growled in his chest as he started tearing the grass hopper apart.

Scarny heard the a faint tune then soon after she felt the earth change. It confused her and the confusion transfered to her dragon who rose it head also confused. She could not tell why the earth suddenly changed. She rose and climbed onto the dragon. They shot into the air and she looked around to see how much had changed. It wasn't a large bit just around the lake. She flew over top and landed silently near the lake. She watched things unfold.

Zella saw the shape of the water take a form and became confused. She looked at the serpent who looked at her questioning why she put that there. "I didn't do it you big lug." She told him then got up leaving the fish for him to eat. She came closer and saw it was a siren. Then she saw the unfortunate victim and pushed him back on shore using the waves. She ran over and held her trident, now in full Undine from, at the siren. "Back away Siren! You are not taking another victim anytime soon! These are my waters!"

As the Angha tried yet again to nap, a beautiful melodic voice filled his ears. Again, his brain analyzed the tune and he recognized the voice to be a Siren. But it did sound somewhat...How does he put this...Slang if you were to call it. Maybe a hybrid of some sort. As soon as the thought came to mind, the earth has astonishingly shifted. To others it might have felt weak, but to the sightless Angha it felt like a landslide. Soon after this, many vibrations were heading toward the lake to see such a beautiful creature. Lets just hope he/she is a friend. Suddenly, a large vibration took place just beside him before it completely disappeared. "Oh maybe a flying creature such as I...Hmm...Well, might as well hear what all the commotion is about..." With that, Ahura took to the skies and headed over to the lake. As he lands quite near to the bank he shifts into his human form. An elf with her pet were to his right. Carefully, as if not to frighten her or alarm her beast of some sort, he gently taps her shoulder. "My apologies if I'm being a disruption but what all is going on?" He says with a somewhat cocky grin. His eyes never really looked at her directly, but more toward the far right of her head.

“What do you need?” asked the red eyed boy. Feet. A body. Companionship. Home. “If there is anything I can do I would be willing to help.” Teach me. Just as Rilletta was about to create a small human girl with the water, the waves shoved the light haired boy back to the shore. "Ar rye!" she cried, steadying the waves and giving the light haired boy a gentle push to prevent him from falling.

Looking up, Rilletta found herself staring into the eyes of a a large blue serpent. She flinched and from her liquid body a spinning water hole began to form, Siren sank down, her torso disappearing into the ocean until her breasts rested on the surface. Her long hair floated around the surface of the water like a strange ripple.

"Back away Siren! You are not taking another victim anytime soon! These are my waters!" called an Undine. RIlletta understood the water creature's language - her waters? She was thoroughly confused for Rilletta was water. Her body was made of water, her soul was water, Rilletta was water itself. She did not understand why the Undine was calling the light haired boy a victim. She did not mean to harm him - the Siren merely wanted a friend. The friends she'd brought into the water no longer spoke to her. Perhaps it was because she was a bad creature but for the life of her, she could not pin point what she'd done.

The whirling madness around the Siren calmed but the ocean was interrupted by vibrations in the land. Rilletta quickly dropped into the sea but the shaking was even worse down there. With a piercingly beautiful cry, she rose from the oceans. Looking around, she saw she was surrounded. RIlletta was terrified and she did not know where to turn. Even the water did not want her now. Spinning around to look for an escape, the Siren spoke in her voice of pure honey, laced with the anise of utter fear, "Arryfy kl urrmie tes Listea," I mean no harm. "En ennala kl kailya sashel," I do not understand what you want. "Rrha zweie ra jesta fetala stele bans." I cannot leave your waters for I am water. There is nowhere for me to go.

Rilletta's form was wavering - her kaleidoscope eyes were becoming more solid, her dark blue lashes beginning to show. Her skin fluttered between flesh and water, her long transparent hair flickering from colourless to midnight blue. Vibrations in the water was pulling her downwards and her strange half-human body could not breathe under water.

The Siren was drowning.

Her now rose painted lips gasped, sinking below the surface and up again. She could not breathe air and she could not breathe water. Trapped in a horrible in-between of not human and not water, Rilletta looked at the surrounding creatures desperately. She wanted to tell the light haired boy to pull her out of the water because if he did, her mermaid's tail would turn into legs and she would take the form of a human girl and be allowed - however temporary - life on land.

The waves worked against her - they'd never done this before. Perhaps it was the Undine or the strange vibrations in the land, she wasn't sure. But whatever it was, it sucked Rilletta downwards and she did not understand why she could not breathe underwater. Rilletta thought everyone could. Perhaps she was an abomination - yes, that must be it.

Her liquid mermaid's tail slowly turned into two smooth legs. Her naked skin was not water. Her eyes were the same lucid kaleidoscope but everything else had changed. Her long blue hair was wet, her skin pale and light but very much solid. Water choked through her full lips and suffocated her upturned nose. Reaching out a hand to steady herself on the waves, she found she could not. Large eyes wide with terror, she was filled with confusion. Why did the water not let her breathe?

If Rilletta had been calm, she could've turned herself into water. If Rilletta had been alone, she might've stayed as water. If Rilletta had known humans could not survive in water, things might've been different.

It was ironic that RIlletta could not swim.

Rilletta sat on a dragon's head - and she was very much naked. She didn't seem to realise nudity was anything special, though. She'd lived naked in the water all her life, she always found it strange how humans wore clothes. Hip length blue hair covering her breasts, Rilletta coughed, gasping for air. The wind through her throat felt weird and it made her choke even more. Everything felt strange, from the smooth scales of the dark dragon to the sunlight on her skin. She did not like the warmth. Mermaid skin was very much sensitive to heat - seeing as they were part fish. RIlletta, being unusual in that she was, in her true form, water - felt heat ten times more than the average human. Clenching her legs tight around the dragon's head, Rilletta leaned forward to lie on the large creature so her hair would shield her back.

She felt awkward in her new body, not quite knowing how to move in it. Kissing the top of the dragon's head, she slowly whispered, "Thank you," she paused. "Bird." Rilletta's red lips curled into a smile and she smiled brighter. Her human face could smile. "Smile!" she announced cheerfully.

Snuggling into the dragon who was a boy's head, she pointed at the serpent and Undine. "Smile!" she frowned, looking at the the two. She wanted to say 'They are scary,' but she wasn't sure how to form the words in a language the dragon could understand. She didn't quite know how to move her lips, honestly.

Holding the dragon tighter, she responded to his earlier question, "You make me okay," she said warmly before her pretty face turned into one of worry. "But they think Rilletta is bad. They don't like RIlletta. They want Rilletta dead?" she asked in confusion. The concept of 'death' wasn't very clear to RIlletta, seeing as she was immortal in a sense. She could be killed, though. At least, she thought she could. Rilletta thought everyone else was immortal, too.

The Siren-girl was scared but her dragon was big and powerful and he would protect her. "You -" she stroked her delicate fingers down his scales. "Friend?"

As they neared the shore, the beautiful Siren began trembling. She had not touched land in millenniums, - though to her, they felt like a decade, at most. "No," she begged, her lower lip trembling. As she was a being of water, Rilletta could really cry. "No," she repeated, tearing up.

Just as the dragon stepped onto the land, Rilletta lost her grip on him. She fell through an endless expand of air in complete shock - she had never fallen before. In fact, she'd never been anywhere close to the sky. Her flawless back smacked onto the ground - Rilletta arched her spine in pain, her breath knocked out of her. She tried to speak but no words came, panic filled her and for the first time, she thought she was going to die. Whatever death was, she didn't want to know. As her small body arched, her legs jerked and she screamed - a piercing, sharp and agonising cry. It felt like her mermaid's tail had been ripped apart.

"Put me back!" she wept. "Put me back!" A wave crashed onto the beach and water flowed in under her, pouring over her dainty feet and crawling over her skin. Rilletta yelped - the water felt strange. It was wet and cold and the girl of water was not used to feeling. She quickly shuffled backwards, causing intense pain to shoot up her legs. She wailed, her sugary voice drenched in torment. Tears spilled from her eyes, cascading down her cheeks to land on her bare chest and roll down her torso to a part of her she never knew she had.

"Take it off," she cried, raking her fingernails through her legs. "What are they?" she asked in a frenzy. Rilletta pierced her nails through her flesh. The pain was overwhelming but she wanted to take the strange things off of her. Every sensation was much too intense, the grains of sand beneath her felt like a million sharp pebble stones and the water was not comforting. Her soft blue hair down her slim back was foreign to her. Rilletta looked away, letting her hair fall over her eyes - the sunlight was glaringly bright.

Rilletta was trapped in some otherworldly creature's body.

Rilletta stumbled, unsure of how to use her legs. It was as if she were a baby with weak legs that had not yet learned how to walk. Occasionally, the Siren fell but Golith was always there to help. The blue dress he'd put her in was uncomfortable - she did not understand why she had to wear the strange-looking blue leaf over her skin. She did not take it off, though, because it at least helped with blocking the sunlight.

Holding Golith's arm, Rilletta steadied herself just as she was about to fall. Her legs were tiring her but she needed shade - the sun was burning hot. The dragon-boy had given her strange ocean pearl lookalikes that relieved some of her pain. Every inch of her skin still stung but at least the agony in her legs had subsided into an annoying ache. Rilletta had attempted to speak as they walked but never more than a few senseless words.

"Water," Rilletta announced in her odd accent. She sniffed the air, her small nose twitching. Letting go of the light haired boy, she wobbled towards a secluded lake. A branch slapped her in the nose. She blinked in complete shock. "Begone!" she yelled, crouching and hiding her head under her hands. "Begone, strange snake! Rilletta is Siren!" In a huff, she stood and after giving the tree branch a hard glare, stalked away towards the body of running water. An intricate, gold thing with a stout sat on the banks. It looked like a strange clam...

A lamp.

"Bird," she called, glancing back at the dragon-boy. "Golden clam!" she declared. Picking up the strange thing in her delicate hands - Rilletta rubbed the lamp.

"Man clam," she said, furrowing her brows in confusion as she pointed at the strange creature in front of her. Then, in sudden realisation - she ducked just as a parasol appeared from seemingly nowhere. The creature was reddish gold and weird-looking. It must've been fire.

"En nedle extrne falfa Roth Quellish, slepir tes pauwel an hyzik," it said. My name is Roth Quellish. I am a Djinn of the Marid, and I am at your service. Rilletta gasped and looked up slowly from her ball of blue on the ground, peeking through her fingers. He speaks Hymmnos! The fiery being must have been a water creature. Of course he was - "You're a clam!" she announced in her language. She wasn't sure what a Djinn was, however. Was it an unusual species of clam?

"What do you wish of me, Mistress?" RIlletta stood slowly, taking the parasol he offered. It was a blue that matched her soft dress that tightened at her waist to flow down her hips. The parasol had lovely frills on the edges, she held it contentedly over her head, shielding herself from the Sun.

"Presia aterra cremia sos viuy lonfa? Yehar lamenza der soare mea?" she asked in her melodic voice. The mermaid was perfectly at ease with her language, speaking confidently and smoothly. Her tongue formed the words with speed and precision. What strange sea creature are you? Why're you calling me your mistress and what am I doing here? she'd asked. Her voice, though not as surreal and otherworldly as her voice in her true form, was still beautiful. It was as if flowers would bloom at her command. Her voice was lovely enough to make anyone swoon and obey - even in her human form.

"I do not wish anything from you, silly clam," she chuckled. "How did you make the parasol appear? Did you create the clothes, too? Hold me - I am tired." Rilletta nodded seriously before she let herself fall. Having been in water for so long, the concept of crashing into solid ground hadn't quite solidified in her mind yet. She simply figured someone would catch her or she'd shatter into foam.

There was darkness. An abyss of nothing and the beating of sizzling heat. "I'm blind!" Rilletta cried, waving her arms about. In her true form of water she did not sleep and her eyelids were transparent like to the rest of her. The concept of closing one's eyes was foreign to her.

Shooting up into a stand, her eyes abruptly opened to reveal her kaleidoscope irises. "Bird! Man clam! What is this?" Pinching her eyelids and blinking rapidly, Rilletta frowned unhappily.

"Man clam. You glow too brightly. Turn into boy like him," she demanded, completely at ease as she gestured towards Golith.

"Come, strange friends." The blue clad Siren walked towards the lake, tilting her generous hips side to side as she did. "Take off your curtains," she said as she began tugging their shirts over their heads. "We swim."

Shimmying out of her lovely blue dress, Rilletta stepped into the water and yelped. "Why is water wet?" she asked before stepping all the way in. Her body in the water became that of a mermaid's. Her tail was a beautiful midnight blue. It glowed with an otherworldly shine. It was as if the galaxy and it's consonants lived within her mermaid's tail. Rilletta dived into the water, her body moving swiftly like a wave. When she popped her small blue head out of the water, she was smiling brightly. "Rilletta can see herself."

Sswimming over to a smooth rock, the mermaid pressed her palms onto the slippery surface and pulled herself up to sit on the rock, her tail folded beside her. The fins at the ends of her tail were translucent and sky blue, like a fairy's wings.

"Come," she said, patting the rocks on either sides of her. "Braid Rilletta's hair."

Running her fingers over her tail, she mused, "This is strange. Rilletta is a fish?"

Rilletta sat contentedly as the now red haired, human boy braided her blue hair. He was telling her she was not a fish - Roth had a very warm voice. Just like fire but it didn't burn her, strangely enough. So this was warmth.

"You are mermaid, a unique one, known as a Siren," Roth explained. She pursed her lips to the side, annoyed. "Rilletta knows she is a Siren." Struggling for the English words, the water creature decided to give up and speak in Hymmnos. "Siren and Water - they're the same." Rilletta explained in her language, splashing her long tail in the water for emphasis.

"Your race is known for its beautiful voices and enchanting songs." Now she frowned.

"My race? What do you mean? Everyone's a Siren. The humans that come to play with me, they turned back into water - into Sirens," she said. Then, with a laugh, continued. "They don't sing, though. In fact, they're quite quiet after a while," she mused, her kaleidoscope eyes flitting through the clear waters.

Rilletta took Roth's warm hand in hers and placed it on her smooth midnight blue mermaid's tail - it was surprising, how it felt nothing like a fish's tail but was instead softer than velvet and smoother than silk. But it was so heart wrenchingly cold. It was said a Siren's happiness was measured by her warmth. The lonelier they were, the colder they felt. Those that had lost their direction - were ice. The blue mermaid took the Djinn's hands in hers and fiddled with his fingers, flipping his palm around over and over as if they were the strangest things she'd ever seen. Rilletta placed her small hand in his, "Fans," she said in human tongue.

Looking at Roth with her watery, ever-changing eyes, she looked sad. "Once they walk into the water, they ignore me," she whispered in Hymmnos. "When they turn into water, they never come back. Why?" Rilletta looked back down at her hands in the young man's. A teardrop rolled down the mermaid's cheek and then it was a waterfall. She cried a seemingly endless amount of tears. "Why is Rilletta raining?" she asked in a mix of Hymmnos and human speech as she cupped her hands under her eyes to try to catch the tears.

"Where is Bird?" she asked, looking back. "Man clam, bird, you will stay with Rilletta?" Then, in a soft voice, she spoke, "Kla en." Please.

"Miss I think you should go talk to the lady below the water. I feel she needs to talk to you."

"Lady below the water?" she echoed, wiggling her transparent fins submerged under the lake. "The Undine?" She gasped in Hymmnos. "No, no, no. Of course not. She'll kill me in a second." Then, curious, she smacked her palm into a jagged rock - it hurt like anything but her blood was clear water. "It hurts," she stated, staring at her bleeding palm.

Flesh is weird.

"Man clam!" she shouted at Roth. "Ja kara wie nuo tryxan?" Why are you leaving me? she asked, hurt and betrayed. With a strangely cute and vicious growl, she look at the dark dragon before staring at her blue tail.

"Begone!" she ordered her tail. When it didn't disappear, she broke a sharp branch from a tree and hovered it over her lower body. "I cut in half?" she asked Golith. Rilletta had no idea how these things worked. Before she could, Golith spoke, “Shall we continue then?"

With a nod, Rilletta dived backwards into the water, as she reached the bottom her body became transparent again, until she was just an odd section of moving liquid. Her body moved like a wave, rippling with the strength of someone who'd lived in the water for millenniums. Although she was small, she covered the distances quite quickly, swimming next to the large dragon.

Rilletta searched for the Undine, all the water becoming extensions of her until she could feel and see everything within it. There were billions of images in her head, they slowly merged to become one - until the Rilletta was the water's consciousness. Eventually, she saw the Undine - she was not too far away.

Swimming ahead of Golith, her tail beat against the water - the cloth Roth had created for her had long floated to the top of the ocean when she'd turned into liquid as there was nothing for the piece of clothing to hold onto.

Finally, they found the Undine.

Rilletta felt the changes in the water long before Roth appeared next to her. She didn't feel so nervous now, for there was nothing in the water that could hurt her. Was there? Rilletta could barely be seen, as she was just a strange feminine shape in the deep sea.

"Hiya, Mistress. What's going on?"' a familiar voice asked. Rilletta turned around to look at the Djinn before staring at the beautiful Undine. The Undine sat quietly in the crook of an underwater cave. The Siren frowned, tucking her body in the folds of a sea amenity. She wasn't quite too excited to be spotted by the woman who'd chased her away from the water.

"Ja cre nesa frudew," she whispered loudly, gesturing viciously for Roth and Golith to come closer and hide. We came to the Undine as you asked. "She is scary. Rilletta doesn't like her. Why is Rilletta here? Man clam, you fix. We go up," she said, gesturing upwards toward the surface of the water.

"Why are you here?" The mermaid jumped at the voice, well, as possible as it was for a girl made of liquid to 'jump.' "Have you come to steal my home or to make me look horrible again."

Rilletta peeped at the blonde sea creature from the edge of the sea amenity. She flinched at her hard gaze - Rilletta could not read any sadness for she had not interacted with others for so long, she no longer understood the meaning of various facial expressions and body gestures. Rilletta shook her head and spoke in the tongue of the water beings, "I am not trying to steal your waters. I've always been here." Then, swimming around in circles, chasing her invisible tail, she said in human tongue, "Rilletta is water."

"Rilletta was not stealing anything," she said with a fierce nod, "Rilletta was singing. When Rilletta sings, people come. Watch."

Rilletta tilted her head back to bring her kaleidoscope eyes upwards, staring at the surface of the ocean that sat so very far away. Her lips parted as her hair lifted in the water like an eerie halo around the invisible girl. Her voice flowed, sweeter than sugar syrup, purer than the clearest of waters, more beautiful than the rarest of Northern Lights. The Siren sang the song of Luna Piena.

"Nella nebbia, nella nebbia notturna, il buio più fitto.
Un bimbo smarrito ferito dai rovi."

The unfamiliar language could be understood by all who heard and many could. Rilletta's voice travelled as if the winds themselves wished to carry her ethereal voice to all. Her voice was melancholic, light with its sound and heavy with its burden. The mermaid did not realise humans could not live underwater, she did not realise her singing was a cruel magic. Her lone voice sounded like a choir of echoing Sirens.

"In the fog, in the night fog, the very thick darkness.
A lost child wounded by brambles.

A mirror of water still and rusty.
It reflects, sometimes, it reflects the truth.

Freedom is loneliness.
I turn to the sky, I turn to the night sky:
“Help me, help me!”

Oh sweet rays between the clouds (oh sweet rays),
my guiding way.
Oh Mother moon. Full (moon) moon.
(Full moon, oh Mother full moon.)

A day away, just you, a day away,
you have put us into the light, you have put us into the light.

Ah, you who enlightens everything,
to everything you give serenity in equal measure.

Here I go back into your lap (into your lap),
wrapped up in the soft light of your venter.
And sleep, and dream.
(Wrapped up in the soft light and dream.)

You are the moon, (compassionate Mother. You are)
Compassionate Mother, (the moon, you are the moon.)
Compassionate Mother, (you are the moon.)
Compassionate Mother, Mother full moon."

Rilletta did not realise she was a monster.

"Your songs are meant to get people into the water . . . and kill them. Your 'friends' you haven't seen in a while, yeah its because you killed them. They are gone and never coming back.

Rilletta froze, shock overwhelming her senses. She was filled with anger, yet she was filled with utter despair and half-filled with disbelief. It made for a very overflowing cup of emotions. Her kaleidoscope eyes fell to the bottom of the ocean as she clenched her fists, drifting backwards further away from the Undine. She wished to cry but her watery face could not tear.

A kind hand rested on Rilletta's shoulder - surprisingly not falling through her liquid form. "Now Miss Undine," her man clam spoke, his voice low but amplified with his power. "Don't you think that was a bit blunt and quite abrupt? What she does is who she is. Whether with malicious intent or not. My kind on the other hand tend to be on the more intentional side of things."

As if poisonous ink had been poured over her body, Rilletta felt herself sinking, despite her not technically being able to sink. She was water - how could she sink into herself?

"Mistress do not worry about her words. What has been done is done. But now that you know this is what happens you can be more aware of it if you wish to in the future. The difference between all manner of intelligent and sentient life is the ability to make choices," Roth continued, his eyes brimming with understanding. But what good would understanding do Rilletta? She'd just discovered she was a terrible monster who drowned innocence. That she'd never had 'friends' - only victims. Rilletta would forever be alone and rightfully so, for she was a monster. A disgusting, vile creature, incapable of life and undeserving of sympathy.

"Speaking of choices. Is there anything you wish of me, Mistress?" the Djinn was kind and somehow that made it all the worse. Rilletta puffed out her cheeks, her fists tightly clenched. If she'd had any colour, her face would've been bright red. The mermaid wailed.

Now, a wailing Siren was not soft or even "loud" - it was excruciatingly piercing. Her wail, though pure in all its forms, was louder than Hell itself and it was higher pitched than a dolphin. It was sharper than anything could be and more tormented than even the most tortured of souls. As Siren spoke, her form fluttered between human and water. Her hair was the first to turn completely solid - its untouchable transparency solidifying into the deep blue of dusk. Then, her tail turned into legs before her entire liquid body became flesh and bone. Soon enough, instead of a screeching Siren, there was a beautiful naked girl choking in the ocean.

Rilletta's kaleidoscope eyes stared at Roth, wide with panic and stinging with the salt of the seawater. Her slim fingers gripped her human throat as her lips parted to speak. The human girl reached a desperate hand toward the Djinn, gripping his arm weakly. Water filled her lungs as she tried to speak, she coughed, making her inhale even more water. Rilletta was drowning from the inside out. With a desperate, slowly dying look in her eyes, Rilletta tried once again to speak, only to drown a little further - sinking.

I wish you would save me.