A Tale of a Mardi Gras Mermaid
On an ordinary Tuesday morning in February, while the rest of the country rose to the chill of winter and the call of work, the entire city of New Orleans shut down. Every school cancleed classes, businesses closed their doors and the postman delivered no mail.
There was one reason for this sudden cease of activity: Mardi Gras.
To mortals this day comes the moment before lent - a wanton celebration before the stoic practice of fasting.
To mermaids this is the day when the mighty merclan claws their way from the depths of the briny Mississippi River to bless the mortals for another year safe from the flood waters of the sea!
Here is the journey of the merclan through the crescent city with the Krewe of Saint Anne, a wild bunch of costumed mortals. Each year we cannot help but think how strange this thing called land! How heavy one feels when slinking across such a hard surface with gravity tethering you down!
While the ocean is much better suited for the wanderings of merfolk, here is the tale of how the merclan manages a Mardi Gras on land.
