It was a phenomenon almost totally unnoticed by humans. Only a handful of marine biologists were aware of it, and they were more concerned with the politics of publishing and funding than the higher implications of their observations. Yet the overlooked salp knew without knowing, and by the thousands they left their homes in the icy deep. Northwards they swam, almost drifting, carried on cold currents, spreading like the hand of a wraith past the trunks of icebergs and the hunting grounds of seals, who watched in silence.
Their destination–if they could be said to have one–is not known. Those few that remained behind did not change their behavior. These ones likely died in the years that followed in the Antarctic, though no effort has been made to verify this.
My Son, Curious Eyes Gleaming — Demersal Specimens
Discordant Geometries — Fragments