Selkie Stories

It was a day like any other day as Quinn McLaren grabbed the sheets down from the line where they’d been hanging in the bright summer sun to dry. Taking them inside to make up the bed again, she sighed. She wished that Sean would come home soon. The bed was lonely without him in it. But her husband was a fisherman by trade, and in recent months, the catch had been slim pickings. So, he’d gone off with some of the other me...

Noting Seula’s move toward the descending stairs, Azalea inquired, "You're not taking the lift?" "Too slow." "So then how..." The selkie grabbed a bucket, filled it with water from a barrel, and poured it down a slide on the outer curve of the stairwell. "I… I need to prepare a few things, so I'll meet you at the b...bottom." Azalea darted forward and grabbed onto Seula's arm as she sped away, the fairie's squeals of deli...

"Aren't you worried it's going to freeze solid or something?" cautioned Devin, watching Azalea take out her art supplies. "As long as it's on my body, I think it'll be ok. Look how lively it is, wanting to be such a willing model!" the fairy raved. Devin didn't respond to his fairy’s exaggerated claims about the family's new “addition.” The strange semi-liquid creature lying inert on her knee was known as an Oozari or sch...