The Tangle of Stable Bubbles and Algae Was Meant to Move With the Currents

Noma floated in the black, thinking wild bots. She reached out for the beacon with both hands. The tangle of stable bubbles and algae was meant to move with the currents. Out each side, a chain of bright bioluminescent creatures made the aquamarine line visible from all angles. Noma stared at it. It wasn't easy for a human mind to track the beacon's complex movements,. But she was sure, in that instant, that the line had been moved closer to the shoreline, not farther away. Someone had shrunk the village's fishing grounds. For a moment, she was perversely proud that they thought to do it.