Thousands, perhaps millions, are floating under the sea. They can do this because they are jellyfish, and shaped like umbrellas. But she looks different. She reflects purple and silver light. "Float with me," I say to her. . .
So we float. We contract our umbrellas then burst open--opening and closing--we float upwards to sea level. On top of the water, we spin around and around. The sun beams through her body so brightly that she is invisible.
floating on water