This became sickeningly poetic and strange and fairy tale like, so be warned.
I added yet more depth and confusion to someone! ^-^
Seven tears shed into the sea at high tide shall call the Sealfolk
~Unknown
That Mystical Expanse
by
PikaCheeka
The sight took
my breath away immediately. Strange how spending ten months surrounded
by magic and
the supernatural,
something as ordinary as this mystical expanse before me the other way
around. It used
to seem dull,
but not today. Today it shone was brightly as the sun itself and sparkled
where it was deepest,
where it's
deepest secrets were hidden.
I had one month till school.
And five days to be here.
It was a strange
place. Almost no one ever came. I was the only one here for those five
days. My parents
had trusted
me enough. Besides, they had said I would have the entire expanse of sand,
wind, and water to
myself, and
I am a great swimmer.
Something suddenly caught my eye and I turned slowly, reluctant to stir the sand beneath my feet.
He was standing
there, not all that far away, but I was hidden by the rock between us.
He was starring out
into the sea
so intently he seemed more than miles could tell beyond my reach. His pale
silver eyes reflected
the ocean
miraculously as his silver hair hung over them. Barring them from ever
joining the expanse.
I almost cried
then. Not because he looked so forlorn, but because I was no longer alone,
and I was unsure
as to whether
I wanted to be or not. But even if I didn't want to be, I didn't want him
here! I hated him and
he hated me!
And yet, he looked so serene, so peaceful, so still...he couldn't be the
boy I knew.
But why was
he here?
The day passed.
I spent it patrolling the shore. He had vanished. Where, I did not know.
Nor did I care. I
was glad he
was gone. It scared me to see one so utterly frozen and still, as if time
itself had stopped and all
that mattered
was that mystical expanse.
I danced around
the sand, looking out at the blue like it was a long lost friend.
He was there
again the second day. He was frowning deeply this time though and clutching
his left arm. I
couldn't be
sure from afar but I could see that it was bleeding, most likely from barnacles
somewhere. Draped
around his
shoulders was a silver cloak, most expensive looking.
I look back
again ten minutes later to see him gone and the sky black with storm clouds.
It rained the
third day. I still went out. He wasn't there, to my relief. And yet, I
had the ugliest feeling he was
watching somehow.
The rain was
worse the fourth day, The wind howled and lightning lashed. I should never
have gone out, but
I had to.
I had only one day left to cherish the blue.
I was standing
calmly on a rock, one near where he normally was. But he wasn't there,
so all was well. Until
the unexpected
wave came up.
I fell, to no great surprise of my own.
I knew I was
doomed from nearly the start. The water was cold and swirling, impossible
to escape. I barely
struggled.
No one would come. No one knew I was even here, except him.
He would stand there and laugh. Laugh his sickening and cold laugh.
Laugh until he cried.
Cried his own salt into this mystical expanse.
Something suddenly
bumped into me and I grabbed it. It seemed to be a dolphin. Something sleek,
that was
all I knew.
Whatever it was, it saved me. It pulled me in.
It wasn't a dolphin.
It was a seal.
Then I fainted
from fatigue.
I awoke later
coughing and choking up water. Unsure of where I was, I sat up and glanced
around, He sat
in front of
me, hitting a rock against his boot calmly and starring to his left blankly.
I slowly followed his gaze.
I saw a sleek form on the rock beside him. It was flat and still, far too flat and still.
Silver, furry, sleek, and dead.
A skin.
"You killed it!" I spat suddenly. He jerked his head back up. His eyes were piercing.
"What?"
"You killed
the seal...it saved me, and all you care about is the fur. Just to make
yourself more damn attractive
than you are!
What did you do? What were you doing all those days? Watching it?"
"I wasn't watching the seal."
"You were! I saw you!"
"I know, that's why I waited. Waited till you turned away."
"What are you talking about?"
He said nothing.
I lunged at him, angry at the world.
He was too
fast and he grabbed my wrist, flinging me to the ground. Into the fur.
I swear he held me for a
second against
it, forcing me realize that it was dead.
"Selkie." He said quietly after a moment.
"Selkie?" I
spat, shoving him away. That was impossible. Those were in fairy tales.
This wasn't a fairy tale.
This was cruel
reality.
"My mother was a Selkie." He said calmly.
I starred.
His pale skin showed his blood through, pale blue rivers. His silver eyes
capturing the sea. His
silver hair,
the color of the seal. His pointed face, his small ears, his small nose,
thin hands, narrow fingers,
lithe form...
Selkie. Selkie
features, seal features. People who, with the usage of a silver skin, become
a seal and be a
part of the
sea. It was an age-old tale, as distant as mermaids to many, but more elusive.
"But Selkie's hair grows two inches a night."
He fingered
a lock above his forehead. "Ever wonder why it's always jagged? Different
every day? I don't
do that to
look cool."
"So you are a Selkie?" I had always thought he was strange.
"My mother
was all Selkie. My father was part vampire. I am all three. Human, Selkie,
and vampire. I am
not a normal
human." He muttered as if embarrassed. "Don't tell..."
"But why me? You hate me!"
He raised his eyes level with mine. "That I do."
I was about to open my mouth and protest, but he silenced me with his gaze.
After a few minutes, he stood up. "Are you all right? I mean, must I stay longer?"
I noted the
fact that he said 'must I', as if he wanted to return to that mystical
expanse before his time was
up. Before
school was back. As I wanted to.
"I don't know..." I muttered.
"Then I shall
be going." He reached for the silver skin. I noticed how fluently he moved,
almost like liquid
itself, the
moment his finger touched the skin.
He then grabbed
my hand and hoisted me up until I stood beside him. He was powerful, very
much so, even
though he
didn't look it. Supernatural. It seemed so odd now. I had always known
his first five years of life
were on the
verge of death from various illnesses, and how he was slightly paranoid
and sometimes hallucinated.
But he was
always a cruel genius. And now...now he is a different person. I had never
expected him to save
my life before.
I shuddered. He was terrifying somehow.
His eyes were
deep, liquidy, and sorrowful, like those of a seal. Except for the hint
of malice that grew with his
mood. A glint
of a shadow in the corners that flared up beneath the slant of his thin
eyebrows. That must have
been the vampire
blood coursing through his veins. It showed in his father more. His father
had no Selkie in him,
he was all
cold. Cold eyes and hateful as sin.
So unlike his son.
I had never
known his mother that well. All I knew was her bluish-silver eyes and her
long golden hair. She
always looked
annoyed, as if his father was keeping her from the sea. Maybe he was.
Maybe. But something told me not even he would do that. That was a crime worse than death.
I was suddenly
jolted back into reality when he moved quickly. He grabbed up my hand and
kissed the fingers
lightly, like
a prince does to a princess.
That happened in fairy tales.
I smiled to
myself. Perhaps fairy tales were true...
I glanced up again to see an empty rock.
Those damned fairy tales.
The prince never ran in those.
He never vanished
into that mystical expanse.
The waves lapped up against my feet and the wind danced with the sand. But my fair Selkie was gone.
My Selkie.
Gone.
"Come back!" I cried. I waited, listening. A seal can block it's ears. It only echoed.
It was the
ocean he loved. That mystical expanse. It was where he ultimately belonged,
I let out a cry of rage.
The sea had
him. He had the sea. I was alone.
The ocean...I let out a slight sob. It was no longer my friend.
It was unfair.
It seemed I had only met him and he was gone. And I may not ever see him
again. The sea,
when done
with him, would destroy the Selkie in him. The kindness.
He would be left hard as ice. Bitter.
My Selkie was
gone.
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Deep below the surface...
He froze. He
had done the right thing, hadn't he? He had saved her life, but that didn't
mean her heart. He had
never wanted
that...had he?
But it was gone now. There was no turning back. He would only be hurt.
The ocean was his only true friend...
Cry a seventh tear!
Then I must come....
No seventh tear came.
No Princess returned.
He trembled slightly and struggled to block his ears.
But not even
that could diminish the anguished cries from within his heart.
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