Water Before Dawn
✨The siren's microstory✨
I saw fire and I rushed there. Fast.
I tried to save them. I tried to save her.
I've always believed that fire was King; that fire came first. A spectacular apricot sunrise brightens the North Atlantic in spring; igniting the day.
I’ve watched that sunrise since childhood; dreaming of feeling a connection. Lonely, I befriended the clouds that danced near the icebergs.
The dawn was my only friend. Fire was cardinal; at least, for me.
Until 1912. Until that April, when I met her.
Then quickly, I lost her to water, the Queen.
The ocean had outrun the daylight.
About the Creator
Gina C.
Novelist | Architect of Worlds
Sowing stories rooted in culture, myth, womanhood & love.
Busy writing my fantasy books! 🐚🧚♀️🐉✨
🌱Debuting soon as Gina C. Vittoria :)
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