The jellies bumped and bounced off one another as their blind, brainless bodies sought to navigate the depths.
Long tendrils tangled briefly as their gelatinous forms heaved in and out, propelling them forward.
Looking down into the water from the boat, it seemed as though there were 100 moons rising.
By Sarah ©2017
Image credit Joel Filipe via Unsplash
Prompt: Three Line Tales, Week 72