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    Sealskin
    Sealskin
    Sealskin
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    Sealskin

    By Niko Silvester

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    Treasures often wash up on the beach after a big storm, but Torin and Andry Danickson weren't expecting a perfectly-tanned sealskin caught on a piece of driftwood, and they certainly weren't expecting the naked girl who appeared, asking for the skin back.

    Sealskin is a fantasy short story based on old folklore.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherWhite Raven Press
    Release dateApr 8, 2011
    ISBN9781458127938
    Sealskin
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    Niko Silvester

    Niko loves books. She loves to read them, to write them, to have them and to make them for other people. Much of her non-writing art ends up in book form, though some of it is in allied media like letterpress printing, relief printmaking, lithography, intaglio printmaking and photography. Oh, and she also writes and draws comics.

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      Sealskin - Niko Silvester

      Sealskin

      by Niko Silvester

      Published by White Raven Press

      Copyright 2011 Niko Silvester

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      Sealskin

      Granda says important events gather storms to them as terns gather mosses to nest in. The day after our village herbwoman left her lover to return to her mother’s village — some swear she turned into a bird and flew, but how would she have carried her magic books? — we had the biggest storm I had yet seen. A year later we had another such, bigger maybe, and a happening even more important came just after.

      And after a good storm strange things sometimes wash up from the sea. The younger folk of Cobbleshore — and sometimes the adults, too, if there isn’t too much work to be done — walk the coast to see what’s to be found. My brother Torin had claimed Sandbanks to be our own looking place.

      Sandbanks is the only beach handy to Cobbleshore, save the cobble strand at the inshore end of the Pond that gives the village its name. The Pond is joined to the sea by the Narrow, barely wide enough to fit a boat through, so Sandbanks is the best place for finding things washed up.

      Torin said we should leave right after the storm ended, as soon as it was light enough to see, to be the first on the strand. And that’s what we did. We were two brown-haired fisher boys picking their way along a weed-strewn sandy beach before dawn had done more than turn the sea pale.

      Torin was sixteen then, stocky and muscled already. I was only eleven, but near as tall as he. Both of us had our mother’s hair, like old polished wood, and seal-dark eyes, but Torin looked like Da: square-featured and harsh-looking even when happy. I took more to Mam, with a rounder, softer face that showed every thought I had, whether I wanted it to or no.

      We searched along the beach, taking care to turn over any

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