It’s been a while, but anyone who knows me, knows I’m a sucker for a sea picture.
So here’s my contribution for Friday Fictioneers hosted by the lovely Rochelle. If you fancy having a go, write your story, approx 100 words, to the prompt on Rochelle’s page. Then add your link. If you’d like to read the other stories in this weeks story challenge, click on the blue frog 🙂
PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Tara shuffled her feet forward. She teetered on the edge of the large granite rock, pockmarked from centuries of saltwater.
Air rushed through her, the type that washes you clean, as if everything she’d done was forgiven in that moment.
Waves fell over each other, rushing, racing, desperate to be the one to consume her.
She stepped in. The icy water sent shockwaves through her body. She shivered. Her skin turned a silken deep brown and her eyes flashed lilac.
‘Seven years gone, to the sea I return,’ she sang. ‘For the life of a Selkie and the ocean I yearn.’