Elspeth felt the pain immediately, like a hot knife had been buried in her back. She knew at once that someone had stolen her cloak. Fear seized her so completely, she forgot how to breath. One of the Cloakless men holding her sneered. "Looks to me like he found it, lucky bastard. Guess that means you belong to him." Despite her strength, she could no longer fight them. Elspeth could not stop the tears flowing down her cheeks.
She had been burned.
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The Maid and The Selkie
Short StoryMacrae finds a strange child on the sand. Elspeth finds her preconceptions are not as true as fact. They find friends in each other, and want to keep that love forever. Cover made with www.canva.com
