Saorsa | Lucas Rozell
urban fantasy, lgbtq+, new adult
selkies // folklore // tarot // queer
it’s difficult being raised with a secret. it’s even more difficult when everyone knows about the secret but you. it forms all sorts of unspoken rituals, meaningless detachment. lachlan’s mother fled from his secret when he was six, leaving him stranded in america with a grandmother that hoarded him to herself.
at 22, his secret catches up with him. working as a psychic just off of the ogunquit boardwalk, he stacks the deck to peddle the fortunes his clients want to hear. on two separate nights, on two separate parts of the beach, two people walk out of their skins and onto dry land. one for the first time in a hundred years, one for the first time in twenty. a man drives into new england, eyes set on exit signs leading to maine. lachlan shakes his head with a laugh as the tower falls free of the deck. there’s been no change nor upheaval in his life for a decade, surely it won’t start now.
within the course of a week, he’s thrust into the edges of the world almost beyond his understanding. sent by his enigmatic and absent father on a quest for a very specific sealskin, he finds allies in the most unexpected places, and he’ll be very lucky if he makes it out alive.
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