She was the Queen of Crustaceans and her sister was the Duchess of Cephalopods. The Queen of Crustaceans kingdom lay in the ecotone on the western most edge of France. At high tide, only the spires from the palace and the temples of the Crab God and Lobster Goddess speared through the tide. Those who would peer over the cliffs at this time would think nothing of these jagged and rocky minarets. But when the tide recedes the sandy city is exposed in all its aquatic glory. The cities quartered sections appear as tide pools with the Queen of Crustaceans palace in the center. Giant fans of sea weed and kelp cling to door frames and hang from window frames. They dry in the midday sun and become delicate and crisp nutrients to her majesty. Her armored children crawl over every surface, risking their life at the hand of the black-tipped seagulls, and harvest the kelp for their queen.
Look, she can be seen at her dais. Great coral bowls of dried vegetation lay at her feet. See her rust, ochre, and rouge dress hang from her great shoulders. Thin and segmented crab or lobster legs make up her bodice and crab shells cover her small breasts. Her pale blue skin can be seen in the sunlight, he turns her face skyward and it flushed a deeper blue, shades of the ocean. Many believe her to be made of cast off shells and sea spray. But those who know her well have come to find that her clothes are made of the naturally deceased and the blue tint is formed by copper infused blood. She told me this and I quote.
“Unlike the mammalian blood which runs red with an iron molecule sounded by protein, at the center of my bloods core lies a beautiful copper nucleolus. My children and I share this.”
She has served me plates of her kelp and sea grass, sweet, salty and crisp. I have given her bottles of ruby red wine but never a white for this would seam to cruel.
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