We had just begun moving toward the deeper blue when something quite eerie and unsettling started to unfold before my eyes. A white object was swaying in the depths. At first, I thought it was a white plastic bag sinking. But I quickly realised that a plastic bag is too light to sink so rapidly, unless tides and currents were stagnant.

In a world where community knowledge often goes undocumented, Purity is not just collecting data, she’s rewriting what the coastline looks like.