If ever you were to pass by a cliff on the bank of the sea

And through the wind you swear you could here a voice signing,

You have been enchanted by the Lorelei...

There was once, long ago in a village by the sea, a woman with hair the color of the rising sun and eyes the color of the sea at midnight. She had skin the color of ivory and a voice as sweet as honey. Whenever she passed by, all would turn their head, even the sunflowers followed her, as if she was the sun itself. She was by far the most fair and the most beautiful in the village, and it seemed only fit for her family that she would have a suitor worthy of that beauty.

She was beautiful indeed, but cunning and shrewd as well, and she took great pleasure in watching the suitors line up with their hopes high and watch their faces fall when she turned them down. She felt no pity when they walked away moping, no guilt when one hung himself in shame. The sea goddess Nyx saw this, and she took pity on all the men whose hearts were broken by the woman Lorelei. She held a council, and the gods agreed that a suitable punishment was in order

Nyx went to the bottom of the sea and scooped up some golden sand. She molded it into a mans figure, and gave it two eyes made of black stone. She gave it hair made of seaweed, bones of driftwood and blood made of the water itself. She then called upon the god Dalit that took form of an icy current and passed through the figure, and infused it with life. As a final touch Nyx found a pearl shaped in a heart, and put it in the sandman’s chest, giving it emotions and the ability to love.

Once he came to life, he was washed up by the water’s edge, where was walking Lorelei. She saw the stranger, who molded by the gods possessed a beauty no mortal could, and she rushed to help him. She cleaned his wounds with salt water, and when his new raven eyes opened the first thing he saw was her angelic features watching over him.

It was love.

But a love created by gods was not meant to last.

Nyx enjoyed watching Lorelei getting more and more entwined in a web of love; a web that she had weaved many times to catch other men. Her eyes that once glimmered with cunning slyness now were shining with joy. And the man, that had never set eyes on anything other than the sea had found himself the most beautiful of women.

A year later they were to wed. The night before the wedding, Nyx called her son from his bed. She told him to take a boat out to sea. He told his bride that he was going for a boat ride, and that he would return by morning. Lorelei let him go, and took no worry. During the night Nyx and Dalit created the fiercest storm the sea had ever seen. The sky was roaring and rain was pouring from the heavens. The water would create waves so immense, they would lick the tips of the highest cliffs by the bay. The boat the man had took was overturned, and as he sunk deeper into the water his body was once more made of sand, that dispersed through he current, his bones made of wood that floated to the surface, his blood made of water mingled with the sea, and his heart-shaped pearl sunk deeper into the abyss.

By dawn the sea had not calmed, and by midday Lorelei stood on the top of the highest cliff and watched the sea, dressed in her wedding gown, hoping that her lover would return. By night the sea had fallen asleep, but there was no sign of the boat, no sign of life. She never believed that he was dead, and she stood hopeful for long.

Lorelei stood by the sea for days, weeks, months, until the day when the other villagers found his boat washed up by the beach, where she had first found him. When she heard, she still thought of him as alive, and ran off the cliff to join him in the embrace of the sea. Nyx however still wished for her to be punished, and before Lorelei could jump, she was turned into a statue of stone, where the waves lick against her without ever letting her join her love in the sea.

Some say that Nyx took pity on her, and released her soul. She wanders forever above the sea, enchanting sailors, hoping one would be her lost love that finally returned.