They are the first thing I saw underwater in Raja Ampat, a child’s dream at the bottom of the sea, the best omen for my trip. I came back for them on my last day, I could not leave without capturing their innocent message of hope and love. The powerful tide granted time for just one a picture before pushing me over the TimeShrine. My hourglass broke in the process and I replaced it with another one. This cannot be broken time. (Anne de Carbuccia) There are more pieces of microplastics in the Ocean than there are stars in the Milky Way.