A Viking Burial
Jan 6th, 2016 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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“Who does this anymore?” Joshua asked. “A viking burial — is it even legal?”
I looked out at the lake, its opposite shoreline no longer visible under the moonless night sky. The family lake house was well secluded, shrouded in forest nearly twenty miles thick.
“It’s what he would have wanted,” I answered, glancing down at the lifeless figure in the wooden canoe, hands gracefully folded, with a wreath of crumpled newspaper haloing his head.
With a heavy sigh, Joshua waded the canoe out to water as I lit several matches. He smirked.
“Feels like cheating, without the bow and arrow.”
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