Swarthy & 'Fro

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Synopsis

A pirate sails the ocean to steal but comes across a siren singing a song.

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As Rein ponder into the depths of the tunnels of souls 

And meander into this fantasy world of cold betrayals and royal roles

Rein is a pirate’s apprentice who steals from the rich and poor—ordered to seek a substance sometimes more precious than gold—ore

But he requested to be alone—because he has shown no man is able to seek precious material that’s more worth it than a king’s own throne 

Wait…”who goes there?” He asks, “what is that noise?”

He hears it as he is lost at sea, a tone of magnificent’s forte

Little does Rein know, he simply cannot compete with these vast lands… 

The oceans of the sirens are opaque, they sing with a high frequency—rearranged into one’s superiority 

Rein would say, “no…you cannot lead me astray, no—my ship must switch course upon this twilight ray” 

Treasures are lost at sea, oh, the integrity, oh the overtaken of another’s comely 

Rein sees her, she appeared out from the fog on top of a small mountainous rock where the kea birds fly around as a flock

The color of her fish tail match their wings, her chest is protected and covered in seaweed in the color of lavender—yes, the vibrancy it brings

Her long black coils that springs are sectioned into four parts as she sings—each section are banded with silk gold scrunchie strings while some loose coils laying on her forehead sway back and forth and fling

As seconds went past Rein’s overtaken selfish crystal, he thought, “I witnessed beauty in this twilight hour” 

Her voice is simply sacred, kept from humanity’s ears

He can infinitely exquisite the tones of something lovely 

She sung words of, “my name is Atone…Atone….Atone—my name is Atone…Atone…Atone” in an operatic tone 

Atone spoke in a language Rein could not understand…

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