I love to find different playlists for new music to listen to, especially when I roleplay on my favorite game with my friends, I created a mermaid OC and oh my goodness is this playlist PERFECT definitely “mermaid with siren gifts” it just hits! I feel so allured and at easy I love this so much!
I watched this a long time ago and ever since I was obsessed with it thought I forgot what it was called and I randomly found it again , I loveee this video not even words can explain how much I like it. The song matches so well with the edit.
I dont know but i always wondered that maybe honghui knew that hua jun was a girl and pretended to be dumb and i also wanted them to make a move !!!!! Damn! I was hurt because my expectations didn't end well .
I have phobias connected to water, i can't swim yet i love mermaids 😂 they are my favourite fictional / mythical creatures i love to learn about them explore about them
esa elizabeth de pequeña . me enamore de ella porque se parecia . aalquien de niño . pero ese amor entre los 2 es hermoso tanto en el mundo de adan y eva
Siempre me gustaron las sirenas desde pequeña, incluso, quería ser una. Y es increíble como este playlist me da tanta paz en mis crisis de depresión, y en mis noches de insomnio. Mil gracias ❤️✨
That looks bad, like really bad. I'm not talking about the songs, the songs are great, but the whole composition you used to organize the songs is totally lacking cohesion. the songs as good as they are don't fit from one to the other, the only exception being the CLANN songs you put on. I was deeply disturbed when the song changed from a vocal with no accompaniment at all to a song with full instrument accompaniment. it honestly sounds like you just tried to distribute the CLANN songs at random and in the middle of them you put some generic vocals to try to fill in.
The waves in my feet, i was a sea of tears, those News have devastated my heart and my hope, i promised him i would fight for our love but now is it all worth it?, all this work for him to die in my arms while the World had mistreated us?, i didnt deserved this....i couldn't help it, i had to, it was the only way to stop this suferring, my suferring, the sea is my home now "Those were my last words as i jumped from the bridge to the ocean, my New Home.."
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**Short Story** Silences in the fog, she sat there quietly on a lonely sea rock. Listening to the wind howling, whistling the humming of a mother from afar. Or so she had expected, assumed. Allured by the mystic in the voice, the tone she shouldn't have sought for. Her eyes sadden, her heart cries. In her mind, a vilomah, it must be. Every night the sea gushes, as it settles and relies on the sandy shore, she could see a young girl from afar. As the whimpers echos through the night sky, absorbed by the moonlight. A reflection of a young scaled girl looking at the silhouette from afar on the distant shore, sorrow thaws out the icy water that splashes along her webbed feets. “Did you lose a child, a beloved?”. She wishes to speak out. But she was afraid, afraid her voice could not be as beautiful as the vilomah from afar. A gentle voice must have a gentle owner. Something she couldn't be. But tonight, she couldn’t resist the sound of mourning. The feelings and emotions that ride with sadness. So she cried out, her voice stumbling with the sound of the waves. The sea that longs for her to return beneath it; “Don’t cry no more, don’t cry no more. The sea, it has ears. It listens to your grieving songs. Your humming of a love that was gone too early.” The screeching noise shuddered a fright out of the young girl who had thought no one was there to have heard her sung. And the listener on the lonely sea rock, dived into the sea. Swim, she swam across the huge gap of the shore and over the reefs that she had grown to love. Once she had arrived near the shore, slowly she appeared from the fog, the moonlight dripping behind her scaled sea blue back. The frightened girl stares undarely at the creature in front of her. “What are you?” She called out, backing away from the unknown. Emerging from the shallow water, the young girl smiled sadly at the frightened stranger, whom she had listened to sing every night. She raised her hands to brush back the spiny black hair on her head. Once the human girl had noticed the soft smile the creature had shown her, her heart softened. Looking at the girl who had emerged from the deep sea, she felt a deep sharp pain in her heart. “Come, Come with me. I’ll make sure that you never sing of pain again.” immersed into the beauty of the sea girl, her eyes sparkled as she gulped saliva down her dry throat. The smile on her face grew, despairing throughout her soul, but her arms reached forward towards the human girl, the girl whom she had thought was a vilomah, someone who had lost their child. “Come…” The wind blew the long trail of tears, of violet. Dusted by the wet sands of the shore, it dragged along behind the girl as she held her hands out to grab onto the stranger's hands. Her heart, skipping a beat when it touched the webbed hands. The coldness of the hand was soothing with the cold wind that welted her face. Allured by the others eyes, body, presence. They slowly sink into the sea. Yelling from a far could be heard, above the landslip, the abrasion coast. “Princess! Princess! Where are you!” Yelled out an anxious voice, a group of soldiers panicking. “Hurry! Search for the princess! She couldn’t have gone far!” But oh she did, as she was now far down below as the sea longed for. Swimming through the reef, with the moonlights. The little oceanic fishes that nibbled on her body, the soft lips of the sea girl that nibbled on hers. The prince arrived on the shore, terrors as he saw the remains of the violet cloth on the shore. Kneeled down he cried, he screamed. Hands banging on the wet sand as he threw gravel out into the sea. “No!” he screamed, his voice echoed through the night sky like his former lover once did. His head lowered, his tears dripped, his necklace dropped. Cracked, it revealed a tiny portrait of a young boy dancing near the sea.
You know... I'm scared of deep bodies of water, I hate even thinking about it There's just this anxiety in me that tells me something or even someone can be in there, waiting for me to get in just to get dragged down in there so I can drown and get eaten by the creature who waited for me to get in... If mermaids are real I wouldn't even DARE to get close to the beach, this is coming of someone who actually lives like... 15-20 minutes far from the beach, I would move the fucc out of my house to get the feeling of safety Still, I LOVE this playlist, it helps me get sleepy to go to bed!
@@DuZ. the mermaids are like those bodies of water, on the surface they look stunning, yet, when you go beyond that surface you will encounter things you wish you never had
@DuZ. Please come swim with us. Some of us only want to sing. What is humanity if not disposessed mermaids? We all come from the ocean originally. Without her, we all perish.
