I calmly swim through the ocean. I make it to the shore. I take off my skin, the thing that lets me change to my seal form, and sit on the rocks as a beautiful human.
My wet hair tosses in the wind. I have no footwear on.
I'm damp and shivering on the dark and dreary coast.
I don't care if people stare at me. I'm new here, and I can be gone just as quickly.
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Selkies, Gaelic Songs, and Highlander Mythology: Short Stories
FantasyHighlanders myths, and the songs by the people of Scotland and Ireland that they sing in Gaelic have inspired these short stories. I always use selkies as a way of speaking my truth. Selkies are humanoid creatures who can shapeshift between human a...
