Albedo finished the last of his breakfast, leaning back slightly in his chair as he watched a school of luminous fish swim past the enormous windows of the eastern dining hall.
The creatures moved in perfect synchronization, their shimmering bodies reflecting the golden-white illumination of Atlantis.
Some were no larger than his hand, while others were big enough to carry a grown man on their backs. They passed between the coral towers in the distance, weaving through the architecture as though the entire city belonged to them.
It was a beautiful sight.
There was something extraordinary about a civilization that had learned to coexist with the ocean rather than simply survive beneath it.
He glanced toward Mera.
