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The highways and byways of the world have Sirens, too. Sometimes, you might be driving down a lonely strip of interstate and hear a song drifting down the macadam. Usually, it's a song that has something to do with roads or highways, be it Chuck Berry singing "Get Your Kicks (Route 66)" Willie Nelson's "On The Road Again" or even Portishead's "Roads." You might not think much of the song normally, but out there in the middle of nowhere, it'll start to sound pretty good. So good, in fact, you just have to hear who's playing it. Maybe there's a gas station or a diner. Maybe it's down that little access road bisecting the highway, and sure enough, it sounds like the music is coming from that direction.
Of course, what's down that direction isn't much more than a dark gravel road with a spike strip buried amidst the stone. A mile down, the tires pop. And not long after, the Sirens come out of the shadows, ready to feed.

"Excuse my song," the monstrous siren said. "The tune's purpose was your attention. For I knew you had troubles and I can offer absolutions."
Tahm Kench, League of Legends

Oh, the song of Loreley charms the moon right from the sky,
She will get inside your mind, lovely Loreley.
When she cries 'Be with me, until the end of time!',
You know you will never be with your Loreley.
And the winds will cry, and many men will die,
and all the waves will bow down to the Loreley!
Loreley, Blackmore's Night

Twilight Sparkle: The Sirens were three beautiful but dangerous creatures, who had the power to charm ponies with their music. But to maintain this power, they had to feed on the negativity and distrust of others. The more of this negative energy they consumed, the stronger their voices became, and the farther they could spread their dark magic.
Fluttershy: I don't think I like this story very much...
Twilight Sparkle: If the Sirens had their way, they would've divided and conquered all of Equestria.

Driven from the sea by pollution, Aglaope the Siren found an economy apartment in New York City with the hope of luring the big city buses to their doom, but to her dismay she found that her song was drowned out by police cars, fire trucks and jackhammers, except for one joyous day when she was fairly sure that she caused a skateboarder to crash into a light pole.
Arlen Feldman, Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest 2019


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