| About a mile away from the shore of the Park, lost in a near constant spray, lays a large and mostly flat rock. It's large enough for at least ten seals to lounge on, but normally you can only find one or two. That's if you can get here of course, it's a hard swim. A rather large Sacred Stone ripples with glamour to enchanted eyes. Embedded in the larger rock of the Selkie Isle, it's energy has caused the water about it to take fanciful shapes. Tiny unicorns made of foam dance about with winged birds fluttering just above them that are formed of the mist from the spray. The Selkies here love their tiny haven fiercely. Seelie, Unseelie, it matters not, they're bound by common blood and love of the sea. Enchanted strangers and fae are welcome, provided they come in peace. Anyone causing trouble may find themselves with an overpowering desire to go to the bottom of the ocean and inhale a lungful. |
If one wishes to chat here, try the A.H. Dreaming.
Return to the Shore of Ardent Harbor.
