What is it about the ocean? It's like fire; people find themselves staring at it, entranced, entrapped, drawn closer, unwittingly called into it. It's a dance, a siren's song, beckoning. So much beauty and so much danger.
The riptides out past those breakers would pull you out to sea, so fast, so far, that you may never be found. The siren's clutches would have you.
