S.i.N.g. .. s.O.n.G.

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Red hair, green eyes, beautiful skin. She was dressed in dark brown capris with something that resembled a shirt on her top half. Sandals. Her hair was in a braid, eyes framed with near-black eyeliner, pale green eyeshadow. Her lips were unpainted, the mauve-ish color natural.

She was riding on a pale gray mare with dark brown eyes, her mane and tail braided in loose shags.

"Alright, baby, just a bit longer."

A thick Scottish accent.

[CrimsonMoon]

The thin slice of moon rose above the dark blue ocean. The last rays of the sun were disappearing in the horizon. The stars beginning to shine cooly... Then, like every night. In the shadows of the waves, a voice began to sing.

Silkily, intoxicatingly, sweetly...
" Complex and subtle patterns of love.
Distant surrounding the heart.
Is it fantasy?
Is this true?
Know more at night.
We watch the evening.
At night knowing what to do.
So now, the promise of safety.
This is love all night.
Leave it like that.
Or, you may be confused.
In Shibuya.

I know at night.
I heard that night.
I love the night.
So listen.
Listen.
I love that.
The air is love.
That's how clear it is.
That's why.
It seems.
They have not been disclosed.
The clear yet.
It's Shibuya~"

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The mare picked up her head as her mistress did. She swung her body around, nickering lightly, trotting down the beach. The woman - her name was Alana - let her mare trot down the beach, her eyes light, curious.

"Sh, Gypsy, girl. Woah." She pulled rein and leaped lightly down to the balls of her feet, holding the end of the reins loosely in her right hand, the left scratching at the mare's forelock. She called, "Who's there?"

[CrimsonMoon]

The only repy was another song, no closer then it had been when she was on shore

" As soon as *Bon" comes,
I will leave for my hometown.
The sooner Bon comes, the sooner I will go home.

I am no better than a beggar.
They are rich people.
With good sashes and good dresses.

Who will cry for me
When I die?
Only the cicadas in the mountain behind the house.

No, it’s not cicadas.
It’s my little sister.
Don’t cry, little sister, I will be worried about you.

When I am dead,
Bury me by the roadside.
The passers-by would lay flowers for me.

What flowers would they lay?
Cam-cam-camellias
The water would come falling down from above."

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The woman padded to the edge of the water, crouching, running her fingertips through it.
She loved the ocean, hence why she was traveling so close to it.
She was tempted to sing - she liked singing - but she resisted the urge, settling for a mere hum.

[CrimsonMoon]

The voice seemed to be drawing her out into the water, beckoning her closer, begging her to find its source...

"One evening in the spring
Heard a long gone song from days gone by
Blown in on the great north wind

Though there is no lonesome corncrake's cry
Of sorrow and delight
You can hear the cars and the shouts from bars
And the laughter and the fights

May the ghosts that howled round the house at night
Never keep you from your sleep~"

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"I will not come to you. You must come to me, you beautiful voice." Her voice was amused, dark, deep. She coughed lightly, sitting on the ground, feet tucked under her belly.

[CrimsonMoon]

"In days of old in a kingdom bold, there lived a fearsome dragon.
And the King he was in great distress and the countries spirits flagoned.
Until one day there came a knight, he was handsome, bold, and charming.
And he slew the dragon with his sword with a smile that was so disarming.
With a hey and a ho and a hey nany no, a smile that was so disarming~"

The voice responded, a smile in those words, a gentle mockery

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Her toes touched into the water as she took off her sandals, setting them aside, watching as her mare settled against the beach, laying down. She smiled, leaning back, back to the sand, pebbles digging lightly into her skin.

She hummed softly again.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Said the King I wish to know your name, but the knight said do not bother.
For the name of a knight of the realm says he, is the same as any other.
Said the King tonight in my daughter's bed you shall take your leisure.
And she'll reward you for your deed, with a night of exhausting pleasure.
With a hey and a ho and a hey nany no, anight of exhausting pleasure~!"

The voice giggles and sings happily

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She hummed happily.
God, music was amazing.
She started tapping on her knees, still not swimming into the ocean.
Oh, dear, she would have to undress to do that.
And Alana didn't really like disrobing in front of other people.
"Come along, darling, come to me."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Well the knight he spends many hour behind the castle wall.
But the ending to my story dear, isn't what it seems at all.
For in neither bed of neither maid was he repaid for his glory.
But he slept all night with the King instead for this is a fairy story.
With a hey and a ho and a hey nany no, for this is a Fairy story!"

The crystaline laugh echoes through te silent air, mingling with the sloshing of waves... That was the signal of the voice's leaving... If she didnt go soon... It'd be gone..

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"Oh, fine." She waded in, clothing and all, and felt her feet press into slick, wet sand. She felt happy, better. "I'm coming, just don't move away yet. Sheesh." She was up to her armpits, ducking underwater, swimming through the current, surfacing to see her mare drinking at a nearby pool, lazily grazing.

"Alright, beautiful voice, where are you?" She was floating in the water, held up by the waves and nothing more.

[CrimsonMoon]

" I walked alone in foggy dew
Just me and my memories
A voice out seaward beckons thru
A whistle of love for me, for me
A whistle of love for me..."

The voice answers, closer but still invisibleo

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She let her body be carried through the water, paddling only to let herself drift closer to the voice. "What about now?

[CrimsonMoon]

The voice came from seemingly just beyond a single wave,"...A dragon has come to our village today.
We've asked him to leave, but he won't go away.
Now he's talked to our king and they worked out a deal.
No homes will he burn and no crops will he steal.

Now there is but one catch, we dislike it a bunch.
Twice a year he invites him a virgin to lunch.
Well, we've no other choice, so the deal we'll respect.
But we can't help but wonder and pause to reflect..."

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She floated closer. "What now?"

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[CrimsonMoon]

Small, slender arms wrap around her waist and drag her down. As soon as she is hnderwater, everything goes silent... But silver white hair tickles her face, a beautiful, fair skinned face only inches from her's smiles brightly

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She was strong.
This wasn't funny.
At all.

She swam up to the surface, sputtering. "Get off of me!"

[CrimsonMoon]

Blue eyes and white hair bob jus above the surface, the young girl smiling beneath the water, the water bubbling around her nose and mouth.