The Selkie's Secret

The Secret Message

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3 clues you found and a problem you solved. The number will help shift the letters I show. When you've followed my trail and the number is true, decode the message and find an prize waiting for you.

Reveal Prize

A selkie Secret

The sea wind whips around you as you stand at the shore and let the waves wash around your ankles. Ever since you were a child you have watched your older siblings, cousins and friends reach this day themselves. You have watched them make their choice and continue their lives in happiness. Water is the binding force between all selkiefolk. At Least that's what the followers of Alixya say. For you, it’s something simpler. It’s not about religion, or community, it’s a feeling of safety and acceptance that doesn’t rely on others. That’s something they never prepared for; a choice that doesn’t fit the options they want you to choose. So what makes you so uneasy? Why are you so scared to choose between your god and your safety? A justified question when you think about it. But, even as you stand here, you can hear the sea calling to you as it will for the rest of your life; regardless of your choice. When you spoke to your mother, she told you “not to worry”, she knows you’ll make the right decision in the end. Like she ever had this fear when she was your age. Like you weren’t risking your life just by standing here. For those born a few hundred years ago, they seem to forget the war raging across the island’s, and the freedom that has been taken from you. There never really was a choice, just an illusion that we can be different from the rest. Yet they cover their lies in a web of deception and ask us to choose the lesser of two evils. Death or family. You sit down, your sealskin in your lap, and watch as the sun sinks closer towards the horizon. You wait in silence as your family and friends arrive, shedding their skins and stepping out of the ocean, water glistening in the moonlight. You think back to the many years you spent with these people, the people that raised you and gave you a home. They don’t know who you are anymore. You don't worship their god; you don’t worship any god. Better to be alone and alive than together and scared. As you stare at the water, you hear them calling for you, ready to begin the ceremony. You are on the brink of a precipice but can’t bring yourself to take the leap. Instead, you take one last look at the people gathered on the shore and turn back to the ocean. You put on your sealskin and silently enter the water. The last thing you hear is them calling your name.