The Day Cove's Rituals

Aquamarine water lapped at the sand beneath Cove’s feet as her mind stilled, worn out from dread. Today was the day the sea was given to a child as a gift for all the hardships its inhabitants gave it. Today was the day the child who most recently turned 15-years-old would be dressed in white and wade into the salty water. Today was the day Cove turned 15. Today was the day Cove would give herself to the sea. Cove’s thoughts were interrupted by her mother calling her to prepare herself. There were many rituals to be done in order for Cove to be ready. First, she would eat a meal consisting of various fruits and meats from the island, appreciating and giving the land thanks for its resources. Next, she would be dressed in white silks and ornaments
After, the Great Sea Spirit will take her under, completing the ritual and keeping life upon the island alive and protected for another 15 years. It was time to walk. The shells on her body and in her hair jingled lightly, creating a soothing maritime melody with every step. Her white dress flowed like waves behind her. When she reached the edge of the beach, she turned around and said nothing. She wasn’t supposed to say anything. She bowed to the elders, then to her parents, then, she turned around again to face the sea. Cove stepped out, placing one foot in front of the other again and again until the water was at her neck. She knew that whatever happened now was only for the good of her people. Cove wasn’t expecting to wake up on top of a rock in the middle of the ocean, her mind foggy and her heart heavy. She looked around, unable to spot any land in the distance when suddenly, she heard a soft voice calling her. “Oh Island Child, I have laid witness to what your people have done in my name for many years, each time I accept it and continue to protect it. But this year, this time, it’s