deceptivesiren

There once was a woman quite a bit strange. But she was a great heroin for change. Spain was the country from whence she had came. Noble birth failed to keep her actions tame. Strong was this woman in body and brain, Muscles well-toned, intellect mostly sane. Her eyes were of the darkest emerald green, A Siren's beauty seldom before seen. A bad business she found all monarchy, Prefering instead pirate democracy. She commanded a ship with thirteen crew, In no time at all her infamy grew. Myths were told of how the vessel shot fire, Placing any foe in peril most dire. They fought and they stole like true corsairs would, And yet,

A beautiful girl sits in the scene. But, is her true self actually seen? Her skin deeply tanned, her eyes glowing bright. Undisguised, she would be quite a sight. The girl's captain approaches, takes her hand. But to him, she's a lad. Her life a mere footprint in the sand. This confusion is, of course, mostly her blunder. If he were to find out, how his voice would thunder. Yet, Shanks understands what he cannot comprehend. And has promised to be a faithful friend. Jamie looks on him with admiration. Her only role model in this whole occupation. If she could be a fraction as good as him. Maybe the girl could achieve this foolish

 Myth of the Firestorm Goddess There have long been tales passed down through generations of superstitious sailors that speak of female creatures luring men to their deaths with gorgeous appearances or seductive songs. While the goddess about to be introduced is indeed stunning in terms of beauty, her purpose is to defend by using destruction. Long ago, when the seas were reaching their peak of usefulness to mortal men, a strange phenomenon was noticed. Sailors and traveling merchants came on land with fantastic tales of a young woman capable of causing fire to rain down from the heavens. According to rumors, she lived permanently at sea on