I dared to go back to re-soak my seal body that night. I had to make sure it didn’t dry out or that the damned fishermen hadn’t found it. Even though I knew very well that he could smell me, just as I could smell him. It always felt like he was near, watching my every move. I had to be careful. If he got a hold of my real form, the skin that I had shed and left behind the previous night, then I was done for. It would kill me and turn me back into sea foam.
I walked briskly towards the abandoned boathouse, looking back over my shoulder after every few steps I took. I had to be sure I wasn’t being followed, even though his smell was no longer lingering near me. I sighed as I pulled out and opened the lobster trap. I removed the seal skin and turned it back into the obsidian bracelet. I hea
