Since the Plastic Purge

It had been a while since Izzy and Kaiko went fishing for technofossils in the dead zone of the Pacific. Sunday was usually their day, but the strong winter currents had made the seas too turbulent. Conditions seemed better, now that spring had arrived. They prepared their ocean scraper and deep-sea diving suits, packed some homegrown seaweed and triple-filtered water. A soft breeze blew through Izzy's wavy hair and for a moment she looked up, at the horizon.

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IzzyKaiko
Georgia Kareola
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Breathing Rock