She was like an angel underwater. Her dark hair framed her face and was waving gently as if she was in flight. The sunlight from above gave her hair an angelic glow. It was as if she was wearing a halo or a golden crown. In the light that drifts around her she was a mirage of blues, greens, reds and a rich gold. The reflections of the murky green water gave her hair a mystical quality, the play of various lights. The refracted rays lit her pale skin around the smooth edges. She glowed an unearthly glow. Her eyes were turned upwards, such that only the whites of her eyes were seen. As if she was blind or she was in a kind of religious rapture. They were misted over with, almost with peace or compassion. Her arms were outstretched, her lips parted as if in an eternal silent pray. She looked peaceful as she looked commanding. As she floated like an apparition or a visiting angel above him. He saw how beautiful she was. She was like a fairy. No, like a sea nymph. Or a siren whose blind stare imprinted a haunting tune in his mind. It would lure him to smash himself upon jagged rocks that would pierce his flesh like iron, like glass. And his desires would burn him like fire, like ice.

He thought he heard her scream but it was silent underwater. Not the silence of a peaceful night when the breeze lifts the curtains. Not the silence of a solemn moment. Not the muffled silence of a stormy night when the rain drowns out everything else. It was a dark silence. Thick like seaweeds clinging onto his skin, damp like the water around him. The silence of the dead, of the terrible yet beautiful creature dancing in the currents. He thought he saw a fliting reflection of himself in those statue eyes. He saw his whole life flash past him in monochrome, blue. He tried to lift a last look heavenwards, but all he saw was the angel/demon/goddess/siren/temptress. She looked like a frozen moment in time, like eternity. She shimmered in silver, blue and grey, green and gold. She floated down to him. Held him. Clutched his wrists and whispered into his ears that she was taking him away from this world. That he was hers.