Slowly walking and mapping out the floor, Cirrus stops in his tracks as he and Nox could hear a melodious voice echoing through the dungeon’s passageways.
“♪♪♪♪♪♪”
“… Well, that’s quite beautiful.”
‘It’s a shame it’s probably coming from a Siren, huh?’
“A bit… but who knows? Life is full of mysteries like you, for example.”
‘So what do you wanna do? Sing to it back and see it doesn’t come to kill you?'
“Well, I sang those shanties with Jane and the others; I still even have the guitar I bought in Sorshana.”
‘Well… you have a good voice after you finally tried singing. I was a bit surprised Robert knew how to play it so well… but you might attract monsters here?’
“And I’ll kill them all the same, so you wanna join in?”
‘I rather not, my voice might be too enchanting! But don’t let me stop you!’ Nox said as she sits comfortably in the warm serpent scarf around Cirrus’s neck.
“Ahem!”
♪ I sighed that I lost something precious ♪
♪ I know that there may never be ♪
♪ An end to the price that we pay for our dreams… ♪
As he sings a melodic song, it echoes through the dungeons. Cirrus could hear the song of the Siren fading as though it was listening to him sing.
♪ It can never be repaid ♪
♪ To carry on is to carry a burden ♪
♪ Even if it's too much to bear, I won't turnback ♪
♪ In the twilight, we’re praying for the lost ♪
♪ Fight all our grief, fight all our pain ♪
♪ To the fallen, we’re hurting for the lost ♪
♪ Still, we try to find solace, hand in hand together ♪
Cirrus continued to walk to an open room where the source of the singing came from to find not a single monster there, aside from a gold feather with a blue tip.
‘A monster ran away!? That’s new?’
“As I said,” Cirrus bends down and picks up the feather, and puts it in his shadow. “Life is full of mysteries.”
Cirrus then stands up and continues down the passageways of the dungeon.
As Cirrus leaves the room and into the dark corridor that hides his appearance, a golden feathered and blue eyes Siren with blue-tipped wings came out.
“I didn’t think adventures would sing back at me?” said the Siren.
As she got close to the passage Cirrus took and listened close.
“♪♪♪♪♪♪”
“Ah… what a wonderful singing voice… I hope we will get to meet one day, and we can sing together… ♪ Fight all our grief, fight all our pain ♪ To the fallen, we’re hurting for the lost ♪ Still we try to find solace, hand in hand together ♪,”
She sings softly, taking a different path.
There once was a ship that put to sea
The name of the ship was the Billy of Tea
The winds blew up, her bow dipped down
Oh blow, my bully boys, blow
Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguing is done
We'll take our leave and go
She'd not been two weeks from shore
When down on her a right whale bore
The captain called all hands and swore
He'd take that whale in tow
Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguing is done
We'll take our leave and go
Before the boat had hit the water
The whale's tail came up and caught her
All hands to the side, harpooned and fought her
When she dived down low (huh)