Teuthology XIII

Teuthology XII
A bizarre instrument?

Script for today:

Page 38

View of Edith/Octopus, outside the tank which was dropped in the estuary. The tank is now deeper in the silt and partly covered with barnacles.

CAPTION (Edith thinking): I don’t have much strength left…just enough to make a final entry of data of my impressions.

View of Edith/Octopus drifting in the sea. Her tentacles are trailing behind her.

CAPTION (Edith thinking): No octopus lives very long, especially mated females. I knew that going in.

Another view of Edith/Octopus drifting. In some part of the panel, a small speck of something approaching should be visible.

CAPTION (Edith thinking): I read Charlotte’s Web when I was a little girl. I cried and cried when Charlotte had baby spiders and then died.

Another view of the Edith/Octopus, still drifting. The “speck” in the previous now looks vaguely like a human being with long hair swimming through the water.

CAPTION (Edith thinking): But right now I don’t feel sad at all. Instead, I feel blessed

Page 39

Still another view of Edith/Octopus drifting. A pair of human-looking hands are reaching into the panel.

CAPTION (Edith thinking): I am becoming one with my beloved ocean and…

LI ANWEI, naked, rather mermaid-like, has gathered Edith/Octopus in her arms and is holding her.

CAPTION (Edith thinking): How can this be…you can’t be…human.

Close up of the Edith/Octopus being held up against Anwei’s breast.

CAPTION (Edith thinking): Even if you insist on nourishing me using a human modality.

View of Anwei seen from above. She is swimming along the bottom of the estuary out further (indicated by darkening of the panel in the direction she is swimming).

CAPTION (Edith thinking): Perhaps I’m not about to die after all, but where is this creature taking me.

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View of Anwei, holding the Edith/Octopus forward, while kicking with her legs (indicate with silt being kicked up). She has reached a point where some sort of deep trench occurs in the seafloor. It is dark beneath.

CAPTION (Edith thinking): Into the depths, I see.

Same panel as before, except that all we see of Anwei are her bare feet sticking up out of the trench.

CAPTION (Edith thinking): Wherever it is, I’m sure it will be adventure.

CAPTION: End of “Chapter 1: Teuthology.”


And so, thanks Anwei and whoever she’s now working for, Edith’s story is not quite as sad as Charlotte’s Web after all.

That would surely seem to call for an erotic merfolk image in celebration.

Provenance unknown, beyond the fact that it (like so many things here) appeared at Janitor of Lunacy.