My skin is numb. My skin is damp from the cold blue. As I sit in my skin, I feel afraid of myself. I should go into the waves where I'll be more comfortable. Where the waves will crash and cast me onto the rocks. Where I will probably die of severe injuries and someone will see me as a dead human.
I can't deal with this anymore. Let the waves come. I'm not afraid of it.
I'm afraid of my love.
I'm afraid of being vulnerable with someone.
I'm afraid of everything.
I'm just, scared. Why should I be scared of a human being? I am partly human myself.
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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...
