Organism
The Choir
Vast bioluminescent leviathans in Tidewell's deep, seen from the surface only as slow light under the swell. Their songs travel on the old analog bands; sailors swear they sometimes hear a song on the radio seconds before it comes up through the hull. Nobody has proved it, and nobody hunts the Choir: the trawler crews say they're listening.
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native toTidewellThe ocean world: ninety-nine parts ocean, settled on rusted sea platforms lashed together by catwalk and cable, worked by trawlers and cargo haulers among jellyfish blooms and storms from…- sing onOld analog bandsLow-fidelity frequencies predating the modern mesh. Their apparent obsolescence preserves the noise in which the Echo occurs.
links hereGreywater Light's markTidewell's post mark: the burn-in as Greywater Light carries it. The flame rides the swell as it does on the bell buoy, and under the swell one of the Choir passes as a line of light.- links hereLampfryFinger-long drifters of Tidewell's shallows, each carrying a warm lamp of its own, travelling in loose slow clouds that light the kelp like a town seen from the air.
- links hereMaren HoltKeeper of Greywater Light and the network's ears. She logs the Choir's songs (time, bearing, depth, phrase) and hears trouble first;