We are all but tiny krill, dashing and darting, daring to stay alive. And then we happen upon some strange, huge dark form, floating effortlessly through the waters. Moving in unison and toward the same goal. And we realize it is millions of krill, acting as one and surviving because they do act as one. We are Qrill. A magnificent formation made of tiny drops.
Wow! Qrill. Well written.
NUKE THE WHALES
International Krill Union