Lost child by William Cruithni The port is abuzz with activity. Rare metals such as gold and silver are being unloaded off the docks. Lead and tin are also traded here. Today, though, most of the commotion is not from the traders, but squadrons of men marching onto ships. A large lighthouse looms in the distance, no one really knows how long it's been there, but the design has been changed over the years by those who have reigned in the region. A young girl is amongst the soldiers. You go over to help her out of the way so no one runs into her, but she seems to be talking to someone. "Daddy, I want my seal, where is my smooth sea dog skin?" The man, apparently daddy, looks exasperated. "Baby, daddy can't look for it now, he has to go on the ship," the girl bawls. "Hello there, can I help your daughter, sir?" You ask, introducing yourself. "Oh please please! She most likely has sat it down and left it there. I do hope no one took it!" The girl cries louder at the mention of her seal skin never to be returned. "Isabel, would you please show your new friend where you last saw it?" he asks. She nods meekly and takes your hand, pulling you with her. __________________________________________ Clue #7 Men of Mil command this harbor Here was spied the greener shore Carried 'cross the seed of Scotia Thus began the Celtic lore In the harbor, Selkies basking Watched the boats as they set sail Sang their songs and made their magic First Fili made this tragic tale

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