Undercurrent

"Ascending to the surface. Slowly, steadily UP through dark, silent waters and occasional clouds of floating phosphorescence. Blooming ever upwards she catches clusters of these tiny glowing organisms and they cling like lace to the red satin of her dress. Perhaps a passenger of the ill-fated Mary Celeste; dislodged from the dark, unknowable ocean floor after long years in wait. Returning at last to the air and the sky." - Meg Cowell 

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