Sirin, Alkonost and Gamayun

If you have travelled far and wide, physically or in astral form,
beware of their enchanting voices. If you do happen to hear their
beguiling songs, you may never be the same again.
You will forever long to hear it once more, and if you do – the beauty
of it might drive you to madness.

You might follow the sound in a daze, unaware that you are headed
straight for the edge of a cliff.
You might wade into the cold ocean water, walking along the seabed
until the water is well above your head.
You’ll follow until your lungs burn with the need for breath. And
not even when the endless blackness frays the edges of your vision will you stop
longing for that beautiful song.