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Lana was once a sweetly singing siren, who lured unwary sailors to their graves. A creature of salt and waves.
Then she became flesh and bone. A brittle shell. Each step a curse of thorns. A voiceless, powerless thing, washed up on the shore.
Now... she is air. The rush of the wind in hollow coves. The specter of nothing.
It began with a dream; a face in the mist, a rescued prince.
And it ended like this.
