For years and years she's called out to sailors. Lured them to the shore only for them to crash and fall beneath the sea. In her youth this was exactly what she wanted. She reveled in their pain and demise. But, as the years rolled by she began to long for more.
Her skin decayed and cracked, leaving her heart exposed and vulnerable. She decided no one would ever approach her, no less love her, so she resided to stalking the coasts in the dark of night. No one would see her decaying form.
She remains on the coast every night, waiting for the day that someone would look past her broken shell and love her. ~
Gotta say, this is probably one of my most favorite pics evah! I love the design of the siren itself (herself?). I mean, the whole 'heart within a shell' part of it is what catches me cause it is so freakin' awesome the way you portrayed it. Nice job. ^^