only a feeling, it’s going away

[id: a gutted merman twisted in pain floating toward the surface of the sea. His left arm is amputated, and dressed nicely. Another dressing is along the lower length of his tail along with some open wounds above it. The tentacles of an unwelcome inhabitant are blooming from his chest. His tears become pearls on their way to the sea floor, his body is unravelling in parts. Fingers are lodged in his gills, a stream of bubbles escaping them.]