They sat together in the pouring rain. Water bounced from the scales of the woman’s tail, dripping from her elaborate fins. The other crossed their legs and tipped their ashen…
The village of Rotusk had a rat problem, but the baker didn’t see it that way. Every year, the rats had been getting bigger. First the size of cats, then…
‘So you’re some kind of selkie?’ she asked casually, toying with her hair. The other woman shrugged. ‘Something like that.’ She swung the rippling hide cloak around her shoulders as…