An assault of fallen stars and naked slugs greeted Sunday's foray to Pulau Sekudu. Most with new to my shallow water duck. The algae bloom is a boon for sap-sucking sarcoglossans, which were probably present in great numbers but failed to capture my dim attention. Their faint trails of slime, however, would shine like lit paths to non-vegan kin such as this Gymnodoris clad in polka-dot pyjamas.
The rubbly sand around the islet harbours a good population of actinarians, most of which also eluded my duck long before the approach of a fowl shadow. Their reputed foe has a softer foot, a harder bite and bristled with inch-long indignance when skinny-dipping fingers violated its cerata to caress a creature of transient fury.
Even smaller than the cnidarian hunter is this drop of black velvet that is still too young to know the dangers of mobilised identities and the hazards of learning about love from souls who live to hate.
There were few sponges evident on the shore, but this robust Dendrodoris denisonii has clearly done its far share of sucking and swallowing.
Lacking the electric blue spots but just as bumpy is this Hoplodoris, whose discovery by sharper eyes kicked off a morning long on opistobranch mayhem and a week short of justice and intergrity.
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