Do you Believe in Magic? ~ Sea of Sorrow

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: Do you Believe in Magic?
You have been transformed into a mystical being who has the ability to do magic. Describe your new abilities in detail. How will you use your new skills?

He’d watched them from afar for almost a year. Someone who would observe him might notice the longing and the sorrow. For almost a year, he’d refused to take the boat and hunt. He’d been the best at it once. Some argued that even a year of mourning wouldn’t have blunted his gift. He’d only agreed to this because one couldn’t feed their children with nothing but air and despair. And though no one would know, he’d also agreed because he hoped beyond reason that he might discover he hadn’t done what he knew he did.

They’d gone around the bay in search of the seals. They all knew where to find the creatures, which skin sold for a fortune, which meat could feed a family of five for a week. He needed the money, he needed the food: his little one was sick and needed the rich fare that seal meat was. Yet it didn’t feel right. But what other choice did he have?

He watched them from the boat, all gathered on the rocks where they could bathe in the sun. For a second, before he blinked the moment away, he fancied a gorgeous woman sat among them. Tears gathered in his eyes. How could he have known what his wife was? He’d found the pelt by chance but it had been too beautiful to sell. He’d kept it for himself for warmth. And then she came into his life, beautiful, perfect, her sweet song a balm on his lonely heart. How could he have known? How did he not recognize the pelt he’d covered them with for three years? Only when he’d skinned the seal, he ripped his heart out. So in fear of killing another selkie he hadn’t hunted. And today he must. He sealed his heart, tearing it away from the loss and hunted the seals with his legendary skills. When his daughter was better, they would leave the shores of sorrow. He might find a job elsewhere, far away from here where he murdered his own beloved.



5 Comments Add yours

    1. MyLovingWife says:

      I know… It sort of happened.


      1. Donna says:

        Oh even sadder

        Liked by 1 person

        1. MyLovingWife says:

          I’m not sure I was clear. I didn’t intend to go that route but it sort of happened. I’m tired and not particularly intelligible 😉


  1. JoAnna says:

    Sad, yet fascinating. Some soul calling out to you perhaps….< That just happened.

    Liked by 1 person

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