When a mermaid's voice saves a person's life, her own belongs to him until he sets her free.
That's what happened when a young dark long haired woman saved a man's life and had regained his long lost vision back after so long.
Shiryu had known he wasn't crazy he had known that someone had saved him from the dark waters and as strong that person was when it carried him out to the surface.
The only thing he had remembered was the enchanted voice that cured him from his blindness.
He had known it since the blurr he had caught from the sight of it, could had been his savior. A woman with dark long hair who was singing over to him through the sunlight's hightlights.
His vision had beeen fuzzy, but it was true.
Why?
Cause, he had sworn she had smiled at him as her dark eyes lightened up when he had regained conscious and craddled over her hand that laid on his chest.
His friends had often laughed up at him, to believe such a laughable thing like this could happen. As a woman would save him the waters and regain his vision with her enchanting voice.
Mermaids would as well do. If they ever excist. Which they don't. If they did? Just ask Poseidon.
But he was damn sure, he had been saved by one.
A siren that decided to stay hidden under the dark waters and who was probably watching over him.
And for that matter, he would gladly be the one to find her. His mermaid.
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