The bits of necrotic flesh shedding from the carcasses of great beasts flutters in the cold, sunless depths of the sea like flakes of snow. An array of lights float through the darkness like stars in a midnight sky devouring every bit of the precipitating flesh they possibly can.
The mammoth bones sink to the bottom to settle into a quiet eternity on the ocean floor, their skeletons become a refuge for the creatures hiding from the roaming lights before time and pressure inevitably grind the mighty structures down into minute particles consumed by the Earth itself. In the opaque water just like in the void of space there are no horizons.
The creatures down below that sustain themselves on what comes from above will never cross any barrier between the two realms that are traversed only by the dead. The carrion that sustains life is merely a mysterious gift from the unknown.
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