In the black abyss of the depth, drifts an electric blimp like a helium plastic balloon aimlessly traveling in a windless sky: Bulging blinders and pulsing tentacles of sharp white rays compose his shape - a thin membrane. A lone translucent creature living in sharp contrast - a cold blackness aura free of our suns nourishment: a mystery, a miracle, alive with a dead, useless purpose; trapped in a severe existence.
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