The storyteller tells of the sirens, half bird-half human creatures on their island who sing sweet, enchanting songs to lure passing ships. The sailors lulled by their song land on the island. As soon as they do, the winds die down and the sea is as smooth as glass. Soon after, the sailors die, suddenly, en masse.

It is said that on that bleak island are piles of human bones, the remains of those lured, who came and died over centuries.