☕️ Alice’s Mad Tea Party Presents:
🫖 Alice Spills the Tea: Alice Spills the Tea: The Tale of the Crimson Siren
Oh, my darlings, gather 'round! You’re in for another scandalous story from the depths of the World of 4EverMore. This one, well, this one might just have you questioning your own existence. It's got romance, betrayal, magic, and... a whole lot of blood. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
Let me tell you about the Crimson Siren. Now, don’t get it twisted. You’ve probably heard of sirens—the beautiful, deadly creatures who lure sailors to their doom with nothing more than a song. But the Crimson Siren? Oh, she’s got a special place in 4EverMore’s twisted history.
Her name was Lyra. Once a princess of a distant kingdom, long before the age of vampires and witches and all the nonsense we deal with now. Lyra was not just beautiful—she was enchanting, the kind of beauty that made the air shimmer when she walked into a room. But like most stories that start with beauty, there’s always something dark lurking beneath.
You see, Lyra was born with a gift. A gift of voice. When she sang, the world stood still. Animals, people, the very wind itself would pause just to listen. But her gift came with a price. The more she sang, the more her soul slipped into darkness. With every note she sang, a little piece of her humanity faded away. Oh, and it wasn’t just her soul that was at risk—anyone who heard her sing too long would fall under her spell. Her voice was more than just enchanting. It was an insatiable lure that promised eternity to those foolish enough to follow.
Now, here’s where it gets good. Lyra wasn’t always this way. She had a man—one of those heroic types, all noble and good-looking, the kind of guy you’d imagine sweeping a princess off her feet. His name was Roderick, a captain in the royal guard. And they were in love—madly, deeply in love. A love that everyone thought would last forever.
But there’s a problem with love like that. It blinds you. And Roderick, dear Roderick, couldn’t see what Lyra was becoming. He couldn’t see the darkness creeping in with every note she sang. He couldn’t see that her voice, her magic, was slowly turning her into something... not quite human anymore.
One fateful evening, Lyra sang the most beautiful, haunting song she had ever created, one that would forever change the course of history. She sang it for Roderick, hoping he would finally understand her—and maybe, just maybe, she could stop the pull of the dark magic that was consuming her.
But instead of saving her, her song did the opposite. As she sang, the very essence of her soul bled into the melody, and Roderick, captivated by her voice, lost himself to her completely. But that wasn’t all. The song, as powerful as it was, awakened something in the sea—the very thing that had always called to Lyra.
The sea answered with a curse.
It’s said that the sea itself is alive with a consciousness older than time. When Lyra’s song touched its waters, it gave her a gift—but it was a gift soaked in blood. Her beauty was forever bound to the ocean, and she became something far worse than a siren. She became the Crimson Siren—her voice no longer just a tool of seduction, but a harbinger of doom. Her eyes turned red, the color of blood, and her hair darkened to match the depths of the sea. And with every note she sang, the oceans would rise, floods would ravage lands, and ships would sink without a trace.
But Roderick? Well, he didn’t survive the song. Oh, no, darling. The sea had other plans for him. In a final act of twisted love, it pulled him beneath the waves, trapping his soul forever in the depths. His body was never found—just like all the others who were foolish enough to fall under her spell.
Lyra, forever alone, a slave to the sea and the curse that she had brought upon herself, wandered the shores for centuries, searching for the one thing she lost—her humanity. But every time she sang, every time that haunting melody escaped her lips, it only reminded her that there was no going back.
And here’s the kicker, darlings—there’s a rumor. A rumor that Lyra, the Crimson Siren, still roams the shores of 4EverMore, singing her heart-wrenching song to anyone who will listen. And if you’re not careful? If you’re not strong enough to resist the call? Well, let’s just say that you might find yourself on the wrong side of history, and if the sea has anything to say about it... you won’t be coming back.
So, my sweethearts, here’s your warning: if you’re ever walking by the sea at night and hear a song on the wind, you’d better turn around. Run. Because that’s the Crimson Siren’s call, and it’s not one you’ll survive.
But remember, darlings, that’s just another chapter in the World of 4EverMore’s twisted history. There’s always more where that came from. So keep your wits about you, because you never know when the next dark tale will spill from these lips.
