(urth) Seawrack's name

[Lee Berman]

>Antonio Marques: I don't know whether this has been pointed out before, but it is a 
>fact that 'Seawrack' and 'Scylla' are almost equal as names go. Or, at least, the name
>misheard as 'Seawrack' could easily be a derivate of the name
>misconstrued(?) as 'Scylla'...Yes, I know I've been implying that the greek pronunciation
>of a name such as Scylla would be something like ['skulla] 'SKOOL luh'.
 
I hope I am not being insulting in noting that the English pronunciation of Scylla usually
involves a silent "c" like scissors or scintillating. This would bring Scylla's 
pronunciation even closer to Seawrack.
 
But Horn is very familiar with the female name "Scylla" from his religious studies and I 
can't see how he could hear that name and feel the need to  convert it to "seawrack"
 
Apologies for redundant posts, but for me the even closer similarity of "shipwreck" to 
"seawrack" gnaws at me as an intended association.
 
We know that the purpose of the mythological sirens was to cause shipwrecks. Moreover these
quotes suggest to me that was Seawrack's original purpose also:
 
>Horn: The real riddle concerning Seawrack is this: If the Mother took care of Seawrack in 
>order that Seawrack might lure others....did the Mother send her back among her own kind so
>that she might lure more or lure them better?
 
>Seawrack: "You were dead...I saw you down there. Dead things are food... You were dead...
>Dead people are to eat."
 
>Horn: "The sea goddess, Do you know her name?"
 
>Seawrack: "No, if I ever did I've forgotten it. I don't want to remember her anymore...I'm
>going to try to forget the song...and forget the water and the underwater woman and the boats 
>underwater with people in them. That was why I wouldn't eat your fish.  I don't want to eat 
>fish or drowned meat, never any more."
 
>Horn: "Somewhere she is singing for me at this moment....Seawrack has beyond any question found
>her way back to the waves and the spume, the secret currents, and her black, wave-washed rocks.
>There will come a stormy midnight when I throw off the blankets...I will put out then in whatever
>boat I can find and you will not see me more. Do not mourn me Nettle.  Every man must die and I 
>know what death I long for"