Wonders



What wonders lie beneath the surface? From the Tattered Page Event, some lovely jellyfish which can be worn or rezzed. Items are also featured in the home stores, in this case Spyralle.

Each designer takes inspiration from the current story, in this round Jules Verne's 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea. You likely read the adventure story as a youngster, I certainly did. Filled with wondrous locals and colorful characters it sparks imaginative thoughts.

If you have a child or grandchild that would enjoy Captain Nemo's travels on the Nautilus I suggest you visit your local library and check out a copy of the book. A chapter a night works well. My great grandmother and I took turns reading to each other, her in one twin bed, me in mine. It was a special time.

Here is the section of the book that inspired the creature above.


Chapter XV: A Walk on the Bottom of the Sea

"Soon forms of objects outlined in the distance were discernible. I recognized magnificent rocks, hung with a tapestry of soophytes of the most beautiful kind, and I was at first struck by the peculiar effect of this medium.

"It was then ten in the morning; the reays of the sun struck the surface of the waves at rather an oblique angle, and at the touch of their light, decomposed by refraction as through a prism, flowers, rocks, plants, shells, and polypi were shaded at the edges by the seven solar colours. It was marvelous, a feast for the eyes, this complicateion of coloured tints, a perfect kaleidoscope of green, yellow, orange, violet, indigo, and blue; in one word, the whole palette of an enthusiastic colourist! Why could I not communicate to Conseil the lively sensations which were mounting to my brain, and rival him in expressions of admiration? For aught I knew, Captain Nemo and his companion might be able to exchange thoughts by means of signs previously agreed upon. So, for want of better, I talked to myself. I ceclaimed in the copper box which covered my head, thereby expending more air in vain words than was perhaps wise.

"Various kinds of isis, clusters of pure tuft-coral, prickly fungi and anemones formed a brilliant garden of flowers, decked with their collarettes of blue tentacles, sea-stars studding the sandy bottom. It was a real grief to me to crush under my feet the brilliant specimens of molluscs which strewed the ground by thousands, of hammerheads, donaciae (veritable bounding shells), of staircases, and red helmet-shells, angel-wings, and many other produced by this inexhaustible ocean. But we were bound to walk, so we went on, whilst above our heads, waved medusae whos umbrellas of opal or rose-pink, escalloped with a band of blue, sheltered us from the rays of the sun and fiery pelagiae, which, in the darkness, would have strewn our path with phosphorescent light."