Syren
Mike had heard the music from a mile away. Soft and melodious a song without words that nonetheless seemed to speak to something deep inside of him. The songs call was too powerful to resist, he was in his car and driving toward the coast before it even occurred to him to try, and by then it was far too late. The song filled his mind driving out questions and hesitation. He drove like a man possessed until he reached the shore and the road could carry him no further. Abandoning his car he stumbled across the shingle, shedding his clothes as went. Dimly, he was aware of others there. Men and women that had heard the same call as him but he paid them little attention. The song roared in his head powerful as a hurricane beautiful as a sunrise as he plunged into the ocean to become one with it. Hours later a new creature emerged from the waves, reborn. The part of her that had been Mike marvelled at her sensuous new form. She closed her eyes enjoying feeling the hot sun beating on h...