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In The Smoke

Havermouth, Present Time

The Sirens’ song held Sigrid frozen in fascination as they focused their power on Leighton. She had not realized just how beautiful a sound could be. It seemed to reach into her very soul, to every fiber of her being. She could almost see the sound, the sparkle of sun on pure azure water, the dart of silver-scaled fish through the darkness, the blossoming of vividly bright ocean flowers.

Tears gathered in her eyes, and she reached out gripping on to Greg and Dan’s forearms, wanting to share the elation of the experience with them.

“What is this? What are you…?” Leighton’s cry drew her gaze from the Sirens to where Verina had collapsed onto her knees and Leighton cradled her in his arms. “Verina!” Was a shriek of alarm and despair.

“This isn’t what we agreed to!” Aislen’s plea was directed at Niarthen and was sharp with fear.

The Mer man’s expression was one of concern and confusion. It was not what he had expected either, Sigrid realized, her eyes returning to
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Dawn
Not Connery. He doesn’t deserve to die.
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Judy Wheeler
Noooo, not Connery. He's such a lovely person
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softstep01
Poor Meg!!!
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