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Voyage of the Pomeranian


        What  did  he  mean?  True,  once  coal  replaced  wind  as  the  primary
        motive  force  in  seafaring,  the  chemical  by-products  of  steamships
        became ubiquitous in the world’s oceans. But surely not to an extent
        threatening the very existence of marine life and stimulating its more
        intelligent members to find a means of escape! At that point  I had
        spent hours in the tank and could not physically stay longer. Now,
        having recorded this conversation, I again doubt my sanity. Is this all
        a hideous dream? I hope I will be able to sleep: tomorrow, if all goes
        well, I shall have my kraken!

        May 22, 1884.  Georgetown, Ascension Island.

        It is with a heavy heart that I take pen in hand to relate the events
        concluding the voyage of the Pomeranian. The day began early. Land
        was sighted as we approached Georgetown close to the same route
        we had taken on departure. I urged Casimir to assemble every man
        on deck not necessary for the operation of the ship. I explained that I
        had very good reason to believe the giant squid was beneath these
        waters, and that I would first free the octopus so the tank could be
        cleared for its new occupant. I ordered the engine speed cut and we
        began drifting not far from where the octopi had been snared. After
        ascertaining that the crew was properly stationed, I joined Tristan for
        our final conversation. I hated to lose him, but I intended to keep my
        end of the bargain—and he had the power to command a kraken to
        surface, not I.

        As usual the octopus approached me and wrapped one arm around
        my left wrist. With a pang I realized I might never feel that touch
        again. Man and beast had made contact in a more profound fashion
        than  ever  before.  But  I  would  not  allow  myself  any  expression  of
        sentiment,  nor  would  Tristan  have  understood  it,  much  less
        sympathized. I told him that we were at the appointed location. He
        replied that if we were not too late he would descend and bring up
        the kraken vessel. I frowned. Please repeat, I tapped. He produced
        the same message. Why did you add “vessel?”  I asked. He answered
        that the words were  not different;  perhaps I had misunderstood.  I
        began to reply that kraken were living beings, not inanimate objects


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