The Selkie’s Husband
“My poor darling!” Jhone whispers, as Brita moans in her sleep, longing for home.
His love will never bring her peace; Brita belongs to the boundless ocean.
When she awakens, he silently hands her the key.
Her beautiful face, sculpted by wind and waves, fills with light.
He weeps, knowing he can only make her happy by losing her.
She rushes to open the sea-chest.
Soon, a grey seal splashes happily into the water that edges the cottage, wearing her skin at last.
From that day forward, Jhone wants for nothing, nurtured by gifts from the bounteous sea.