The sf travelogue continues as Fenn accompanies the intelligent seals, the Keiki Moana, into and under the Pacific.
Keiki ride waves, mount crests, plunge into and merge with hollows, herd flocks, bark songs, kill prey and bear scars from sharks. Fenn gambols with dolphins beneath meteoric silver flying fish.
In the depths, a whale passes and night is unending while Keiki track life, shifting currents and machines. Descent to the mortal limit is a rite of passage, a test of strength and a revelation.
Keiki females have their own culture and language. Keiki art, originally enacted, danced or sung, has come to include recorded literature and artifacts produced by directed robots.
We are overwhelmed and it is time for me to go into town.
1 comment:
Kaor, Paul!
I think these "uplifted" seals use artificial arms for tasks requiring hands.
Ad astra! Sean
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