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“Far and down into the violent deep
Where sharks won’t swim and monsters sleep
The caroling hymn where the moon can’t reach
The darkness grows, its tendrils leech.”
A mossy bog welcomes countless fireflies of blues, greens, yellows, and whites. They dance along the reeds and moss, careful of the mischievous catfish lurking below. A shadow passes over the moon, and for a moment the performance of the fireflies settles down into a slow waltz. One by one, the lights go out. As the moonlight returns, thousands of dead insects float amongst the reeds, catfish beached and stripped of their eyes, and the moon no longer can see its reflection.