Die Grimm-Chroniken. Band 04. Der Gesang der Sirenen

There among the spray I discovered a pale female face. The siren had bright eyes, as green as seaweed. Her hair was red like blood. It flowed in gentle waves over her body, which was naked as far as I could tell. She was a beauty and it was easy for me to understand why men fell for her and her singing. But if you looked closely, you could see that she had pointed teeth in her mouth. Teeth that were made for killing. On her neck she had gills like a fish. Certainly her body was cold as death. The sirens were soulless, so they no longer knew how to distinguish between good and evil. They had loved and had been so bitterly disappointed. Life had left only suffering for them and now they were trapped in eternal vengeance. "Throw yourself into the floods and give your soul to the sea witch. She will give you i.