the shocking adventures of a young lady

Sirens

   Fri, July 6, 2007 - 4:03 PM
Might I respectfully warn you that there be sirens about, sighted on the rocky coast just beyond the harbor... be warned, for these sirens are beautiful and cruel, and take no prisoners for long... they sing not with their voices, but with their entire bodies, hips popping and arms undulating in secret ancient rythms... spicy and dark enough for anyone to drown in...



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Sat, July 7, 2007 - 1:34 PM
Do these sirens have names? :)
Sun, July 8, 2007 - 10:32 PM
A Rapture of Rusalka
A conjuring of Rusalka, most often spotted on clear nights with a full moon, when the moonlight reflects on a Rusalka's long hair. Watch out, they look like beautiful human females, but they also possess an ability to change at a moment's notice.

Underwater princesses, these creatures have needs and urges not unlike human women, and often will set out in search of a human male for cheap and easy sex... and convince them to come back with the Rasalka to her palace.

You can guess how that turns out. Yes, due to a human's inability to breathe underwater, the lured human always drowns, leaving the Rasalka lonely and bitter. Yet - Rasalka seem never to learn. After a brief period of mourning, she's back at it again.

Rasalkas are known to emerge in the spring, the time when they leave the water and journey into the forest and come together for dancing. Rasalkas are at their most powerful in Mid-June during the Rusal-naia festival, a popular holiday in Russia and the Ukraine many long years ago. At this festival, people would make effigies of the Rasalka, which they would either burn or break apart like a pinata. They would also sing songs to the Rasalka or leave eggs and flower garlands for them as presents. Clearly, the Russians had a love/hate relationship going on with some Rasalka.

Yes - beautiful... and oh, so dangerous!
Mon, July 9, 2007 - 6:06 AM
Sing on sweet siriens
...a sailor should be so lucky. Certainly better than being Keel hauled.
"on the floating, shapeless ocean, I did all my best to smile. Though your singing eyes and fingers, drew me up onto your rocks."
Tue, July 10, 2007 - 2:27 PM
Stark, see my pevious blog entry for the name - Melange Gitan!
Mon, September 10, 2007 - 1:23 PM
Ya'll so beautiful...it's CRAZY!!!!