Many years ago, this website was a sort of prototype for what later became STARSAILOR. My friends and I wrote essays and stories, and so on, and we had an active forum. It was real cool, though I reckon that Octonaut was a product of its time. I don't think such a thing could exist now. Or at any rate I haven't seen anything like it in a long time. That's just how websites were back then, and maybe it was better that way. . . .
Octonaut went dark over a decade ago, but I have held onto this domain name ever since. I don't know why . . . I guess I just like the sound of it. Also, come on, you really think I'm gonna let some cheese-eating rat bastard domain squatters take it? Get real.
Anyway: Somewhere on a hard drive in a cigar box in my closet is the entire archive of everything we ever wrote here, but I will probably never do anything with it. It's too embarrassing! So what remains now is this, which will serve as Octonaut's tombstone. I doubt anyone will ever read what I have written here, but I thought I'd go ahead and say something anyway.
—ryan starsailor ☆彡
01 march 2023
berlin, germany
