The Selkies' Curse: Part II
“This is crazy.” “It’s about to get crazier, because I need your help.” “For what?” “To break the curse.” “How am I supposed to do that?” “You’re the chosen one; I’m sure of it.” “And how exactly do you know that?” “You have a seal-like birthmark on your ankle. That’s part of the prophecy our people believe.” “Just because I have a birthmark doesn’t mean I can break the curse.” “No, you have powers as well.” The selkie asked me to hold his hand. I complied. He held it to his forehead and, within seconds, visions of their past flooded my head. He was telling the truth. I then saw my mother; she was battling a monster with magic. She took it down, but another one got her from behind. I was overcome with rage. The air around me began to swirl and the ground began to shake. The selkie yelled and brought me back to my senses. I asked what his name was to thank him. He said it was Zaros. The both of us then left for my house. There, I went through my mother’s belongings in the basement and f...