Beneath the waves, where shadows creep,
Lived a mermaid, secrets to keep.
Ariel, with hair like blood-red flame,
In depths unknown, she sought her name.
Not a world of song and cheer,
But haunted waters, filled with fear.
Her voice, a curse, a siren’s call,
Echoed through the ocean’s hall.
She traded fins for legs of pain,
A dark pact made, a soul in chain.
Not for love of prince or land,
But for power, a grip to withstand.
On silent shores, where moonlight dies,
She walked alone, beneath dark skies.
No fairy tale of hearts entwined,
But whispered plots, and schemes aligned.
In royal courts, she played her part,
A web of lies, a ruthless heart.
No savior prince to break her spell,
Just shadows where her secrets dwell.
Her throne was built on bones and sand,
A kingdom ruled with iron hand.
Ariel, the dark sea queen,
In her realm, where light’s unseen.
No happily ever after here,
Just a reign of night, a sea of fear.
In shadowed depths, she found her throne,
A darkened crown, forever alone.
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