Their is no trace of humans above this sea. Just the random parts of vessels below the water, crashed into the seabed. Some of the ships are very old and I can even make out the carvings of the vikings on one particular ship I swim by. Then other ships are much newer, you can still see the paint on them and the sea has yet to clam them as its own. All these vessels seem to be just as present as the corals that surround me. It is almost as if this is their home and a natural place for them to have wound up.
Considering the fact that I have not seen or heard a ship in all the time I have been here, I decide to swim to the surface and maybe find something to lay upon in the warm sun. A nice warm rock is all that I need, I want to feel the warm air and soak up the ever-burning rays of sunshine.
As I swim around and search for a good place to rest, I have an uneasy feeling that something is watching me. All the coral I pass by seem to be just as relaxed as the day that I arrived in this sea, suggesting that what ever is following me is not a predator to them. But something, close by, is boring its eyes into me. It is the same feeling I get when a swarm of sea nettles just sneak up on you out of know where in the Pacific Ocean. Just when I am about to double back and find a large coral to hide in, I see it. Or at least the back-end of it, which had one black flipper and one half white/ half black flipper. I would know what flippers those were no matter what sea or ocean I found myself in. Those flippers belonged to a Selkie!
“Hello, I’ve seen you and know what you are. There is no use in hiding from me, I know you have been following for some time now,” I call out to the water waiting for it to come out from hiding behind a larger piece of coral.
“I promise, I won’t hurt you. I only wish to speak with you,” I continue on, thinking how funny it is just a couple of minutes ago I was contemplating making that exact hiding move. Slowly but surely a little black nose sticks out from a bright white and yellow coral.
“Hi, there. I am Iara. And you are the first Selkie I have seen in these waters.”
“Hello,”he bashfully replied while coming a little further out into the open where I could see his whole body. If I didn’t know what a Selkie was I would have easily mistaken it for your average, everyday grey seal. The only difference between the two are their flippers, well at least under water. Selkies are known for having one flipper that is half white while seals have all black flippers. When a Selkie is above the water it is able to change its form into that of a human. I have never seen it done myself but I know they can pull off their Selkie skin and shape shift into a person.
“My name is Dylan,” stated the Selkie.
“How long have you been following me for Dylan?”
“Not long, you leave quit the surf behind you for a place that in normally so calm. You were easy to find and follow,”said Dylan.
“What do you mean I was easy to find? Have you been looking for me?”
Dylan froze for minute and looked at me intently trying to decide whether or not this was a question he wanted to answer. Then finally he said, “Yes, I have been looking for you ever since Looney Loney mentioned your meeting 3 days past.”
“Looney Loney, is that what you call the Aspidochelone,” I snicker, trying to keep my manners about me.
“Well of course! You think there is another Aspidochelone around here that goes by the same name Loney?”
This time I let out a full bellied laugh. I can not contain myself. I have never met a Selkie who was so full of humor. “Why do you call him Looney?”
“That’s simple,” replied Dylan, looking relieved to see me laughing. “We call him Looney because you will go looney trying to talk to him for any length of time. Although, I would have to say you are the exception to that rule. From what I have heard, you spoke with him for over two days straight.”
“Was it really two days? Hmmm, I knew it was a long time but I had no idea I had let that much time pass us by.”
“May I ask you a question now, Iara?”
“Yes,” I nodded.
“What were you so interested in talking to Looney Loney for?”
“Well Dylan, that is kind of a long story. But if you have the time I would be more than happy to explain it to on the surface.”
“Okay, then to the surface it is,” said Dylan looking quit pleased with himself for the conversation seemed to be going better than he had first expected.
“Do you know where we could find a nice rock to lay upon? That is what I was searching for before you started to follow me,” I asked, giving him a little smile with my eyes.
“Of course I do. There is a great rock just a jet from here. We will hope on the Gulf Stream Current for a just a minute, I’ll show you the way,” said Dylan as I swam along behind him.
*More to come tomorrow Lotophagi!*