Funeral of Contridictions

Team Renfield

Eyes of shells
Hair of seaweed
Fingers shooting ink
We run

Run for the earth
Run for the surf
Our life of play has begun
Begining with the setting sun

Under the moon's silver rays
In the sand we spend our days
Until with the rising sun
To Davey's Locker we return

Two leggeds ones look and point
Follow in fear  as we haunt
Until long last our journey is done
And to the foaming surf we return

Return in death to place of birth
Water and salt the eternal cleanser
Walking the land lonely and alone
Until at last we return home

Our funeral celebrated by the rising sun
Fingers of ink coating love ones
Passed from hand to hand
Ink our shroud as we return

Into the water
Into the salt
Under the full day's sun
Slowly our bodies decay

until

We rise with the setting sun
Eerie white ripples rise from the waves
Shining with the moon's white rays
Waving hello to family below

Eyes of shells
Hair of seaweed
Fingers shooting ink
We run

Author's Note

Prompt: Describe a race with a different funeral ritual/custom than our own.

Reviews

[Closedown]

I just noticed the name of this book... I loled. I love the imagery here. Renfieldians Unite!

[Marie Harrison]

Wow this is amazing! Lovely imagery. Well written.