The Scrimshaw Skeleton

9th April, 1865

‘The weary mariners cry and point as the ancient ship creaks and lurches on the swelling tide. With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, their voices quiet as the impressive wingspan of the bald eagle passes overhead with a skeletal catch in his fearsome talons. Certain Mother Nature has sent an omen to retaliate their sins against the seas, the sailors begin to toss their precious scrimshaw overboard, returning it to the ocean. ‘Quod superius sicut quod inferius’, (As above, so below)’ - A.S.