Siren Tides is the personal blog of a 18 year old Australian writer/dreamer/young woman, Stephanie Payne. There will be all sorts of things in this blog, from poems and stories to the occasional relevant news post, crafting endeavours and the like.. Steph mostly writes fantasy, usually of the modern/urban variety – focusing on Witchcraft, Shapeshifters and Vampires. She is known to speak of things as if they are real, because to her they are. She hopes to be published one day, but is happy to write even if she never is. She also often thinks things over too much.

“Testimonials”

(aka, my friends/acquaintances talking about me and primping my ego… or bursting it. Note how many call me crazy )

I personally think, that if Hermione and Bellatrix somehow (dont hit me) had children, they would turn out like you – Bree

Tis a little bit creeeezzzay but never fails to put a smile on my face. Queen of graphics, Bellatrix LeStrange and weird art, y’all should bow down and talk to her a few hundred times because she’s wonderful – Lo

Kindest person in the world! Always here to listen, the only one who is online all day (and/or night) and who can survive through the long hours conversation with myself. Very creative. A little strange (in a good way; not always :P). – Ivana

I’ve known you forever, or so it seems, but that’s not the point. The point is your great and we all love you! Thanks for just being awesome! – Ashley

Steph, steph, steph… how shall I describe thee? Well, you’re so incredibly sweet yet absolutely and completely sadistic. You’re utterly brilliant and creative, and very very evil. You scare me. But I luff you. I luff you lots. ^^; You’re Bella. My older-yet-actually-younger sister. Sometimes I forget and think you’re my sister. Mwuaha. Life would be boring without my Steph. – Sammy

A good mix of enthusiasm and lunatic. Do you ever sleep, or just sit there gazing wide-eyed at the moon all night? – Rachel

‘I am not the Queens pawn.’ I said, trying to push myself away. I didn’t want to go to Faerie, but.. Him, him I did want, it might have been him causing the feelings, but touching him more, even to push myself away, really wasn’t helping. Especially since he wasn’t wearing a shirt. I’m not sure if I wanted him to be wearing trousers or not. ‘And I think I’d be safer with the night monsters than you…’ It frightened me to want someone so badly, it frightened me enough to let me think a bit clearer. — Charlotte Asher, The Faery Queen.

‘I’m fairly average, Jordan, and I cannot wish to compete with the likes of faerie. I do not know, for I have never been there myself, but there are whispers of the most beautiful and terrible creatures one could ever behold. It sounds too good to be true.’ I had, I had heard of men and women of fairy whose hair was soft like silk but glittered like precious metals and stones, eyes that held stars, moons, creatures that shined with an inner light. I had heard of creatures as tall as me with butterfly wings like some massive piece of living stained glass that if you touched them you were left covered in rainbow glittering dust, stranger creatures with extra limbs, things with tentacles, the Sluagh owned most of them, though. The darker things you could never bring yourself to wish upon your worst enemy. The Sluagh or The Host of the Unseelie was one of many flying hosts, they were said to be at the Queens beck and call, her most formidable weapon. They chased down the oath breakers, the unjust and sometimes the just plain rotten of the fey. — Charlotte Asher., The Faery Queen.

[about the faery queen]
Her voice a gentle purr, like thunder before it gets too close. It curled along my skin like hundreds of feathers against naked flesh. — Charlotte Asher., The Faery Queen.

They’re so much older now, and he can feel it in his bones – but he knows Bella hasn’t written the last chapters of the story yet and there’s still work to be done. — Stephanie Payne, 50 Sentences.

Occasionally she thinks about the darkness inside, it does not scare her – Rodolphus sees it in her eyes and wonders if it should. — Stephanie Payne, 50 Sentences.