• Beneath The Green Silence Car Seat Cover - Jaded Lament
  • Beneath The Green Silence Car Seat Cover - Jaded Lament
  • Beneath The Green Silence Car Seat Cover - Jaded Lament
  • Beneath The Green Silence Car Seat Cover - Jaded Lament
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Beneath The Green Silence Car Seat Cover

Jules Verne Carseats

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Deep beneath the crushing stillness of the sea, where the weight of water hushes even the loudest thoughts, there exists a strange tranquility. Beneath the Green Silence draws from the abyssal calm of Jules Verne’s Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea—a tale not just of submarines and sea monsters, but of human awe before the unknowable.

This design resurrects the haunting elegance of the 1916 edition of Verne’s illustrated novel, with Captain Nemo and his companions etched into an emerald dreamscape. The green is intentional—deep-sea kelp, oxidized copper, the shimmer of old sea glass. The original typography is preserved like a title carved into coral. Illustrations drift across each side like memories surfacing from the brine.

The shoes evoke both isolation and wonder—a pressureless drift through quiet revelation. These aren’t boots for explorers. They’re for the haunted, the reverent, the ones who look at the sea and think not of drowning, but of returning.

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Wonders Whispered About These Wares

Powers Bestowed Upon the Possessor

Calm of the Abyss: Your presence silences chaos like pressure silences sound. Speak only when the depths demand it.

Ink of the Forgotten Map: You may recall the lost routes—emotional, nautical, or otherwise.

Captain’s Reverie: Grants you the quiet conviction of one who’s glimpsed monsters—and made peace with their beauty.

Jaded Lament Discovery Note

Lament divers uncovered this design folded tightly into a harpoon case aboard the wreck of the Sensible Queen, an unlisted French vessel believed to be lost in 1893. The case was dry. The ink was not. Etched along the spine in rusted Latin: et mare penetravi ut inveniam me ipsum — “and I entered the sea to find myself.”

Why the Laments Loved This Artifact

  • Features original 1916 engravings from Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea
  • Typography preserved from the period cover—timeless and elegant under duress
  • Enigmatic sea-green palette paired with black soles for gravity
  • Verdant sea-glass color story: deep green with inky black trim
  • Antique typography from the 1916 edition of Verne’s classic
  • Nautical serenity captured in soft, time-worn illustration
  • Perfect for lovers of deep sea lore, literary voyages, melancholy wonder from beneath the waves — for those who consider shipwrecks a form of memory

Adored By (and Designed For)

  • Fans of Jules Verne, classic science fiction, and antique maritime illustration
  • Those who romanticize the sea not as escape, but as origin
  • Deep feelers, quiet thinkers, and submarine dreamers
  • Aesthetes of dark green, oxidized metals, and melancholy epics
  • Deep-sea daydreamers
  • Lovers of antique science fiction
  • Readers who believe the ocean is a library 

Atmospheres Clinging to These Relics

  • Solitude made sacred
  • Underwater revelation
  • Introspective fantasy
  • Pressure, peace, and poetic drowning
  • The endless echo of myth beneath the waves

These Vibes Shall Be the Emanation

This design feels like a séance held at the ocean floor—silent, suspended, half-remembered. It blends the austerity of old maritime adventure with a deeply internal drift toward myth, like something you might wear to a funeral for a whale. There is sorrow here, but also sanctity. It’s not about the monsters outside the hull. It’s about the ones inside you, learning to swim.

Hymns to Strengthen Thy Enchanted Relic

Lend Thine Ear, Fortify Thy Powers. Invoke these chants whilst donning thy wares, that the enchantment might seep deeper into thy bones.

(1) "Submarine Symphonika" – Sleep Party People
A dreamy descent into aquatic melancholy—sonic bubbles rise as memory sinks.

(2) "Sæglópur" – Sigur Rós
Icelandic post-rock that feels like a diver losing direction in slow motion—aching and elemental.

(3) "The Ocean Doesn’t Want Me Today" – Tom Waits
Darkly poetic, like Captain Nemo whispering into a storm drain.

(4) "As We Could Ever" – Angels of Light
Mournful, hypnotic—like the sea humming to itself after everyone has drowned.

(5) "The Host of Seraphim" – Dead Can Dance
Sacred, towering, and barely human—a hymn for the ocean’s secret cathedral.

  • The Tedious but Necessary Bits

    • Crafted from premium materials, blessed and battle-ready.
    • Colors hold fast like memory—vivid, precise, unforgettable.
    • Made-to-order, conjured just for you—no two pairs walk the same world.
    • Set of 2 custom printed car seat covers
    • Amazing colors and print quality
    • Constructed with high-quality polyester micro-fiber fabric for maximum durability and comfort
    • Add style to your seats while protecting them from spills stains, tearing, fading and more
    • Designed for quick and easy installation on most car and SUV bucket styles seats, no tools required
    • Elastic backing and fastening system ensures a snug and secure universal fit on most standard car and SUV seats
    • Not for use on seats with integrated airbags, seatbelts and or armrests
    • Will not fit on extra large bucket/ truck/ SUV seats
    • Care instructions: Remove the cover from the car seat. Hand-wash using cold water and mild soap. Don't use bleach or washing machine. Lie flat or line to dry. Don't use the dryer or iron the cover.

  • Trade Routes, Tides & Transit

    A Note from the Laments Regarding Fulfillment: Each relic is conjured upon request, hand-wrought in our faraway atelier with care befitting the Old Ways. Most emerge within 5–10 days; arrival at your threshold may span 2–3 weeks, depending on tides, tempests, or logistics beyond mortal control.

    Some parcels may arrive separately—such is the nature of enchanted logistics.

    Should you harbor questions, omens, or mere curiosities, the Laments are always listening. Reach out at will.