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The Selkie
Weaving her black seaweed tresses into long braids with bits of broken shells, she steps far out into the woods cove tide pool..."He cannot find me here" she whispers while wiping salt stained tears from her eyes. Looking back at the shoreline she lifts her head up into the darkend sky and beckons the wild turbulent waves to drown her once again...down down down she sinks...down down down...but she does not drown as she shape shifts... 'I am a Selkie' she sighs...I am one with my sisters of the drowned world
~Trizzella by the Sea