Amongst the silent currents, lives a stable world often unnoticed. Their methods of communication ripple through the salty expanse like a gentle caress. People blend with schools of fish, their gestures a soft dance in the currents.
Adapting to the hues of their environments, the aquatic inhabitants operate within realms secretive and serene. Above, the weathered surface tells no tales of the vibrant life beneath.
Desires and dreams are not echoed in the timid whispers of swept seaweed, but in the rhythm of their morse-like language.