This has been a mystery for a thousand years. Nobody knew what they looked like in the wild. We only saw them dead. These images will open the door to more detailed study of their life.

This has been a mystery for a thousand years,

I think it's much more interesting to live not knowing than to have answers which might be wrong. I have approximate answers and possible beliefs and different degrees of uncertainty about different things, but I am not absolutely sure of anything and there are many things I don't know anything about, such as whether it means anything to ask why we're here. I don't have to know an answer. I don't feel frightened not knowing things, by being lost in a mysterious universe without any purpose, which is the way it really is as far as I can tell.

For it is a land of illusion, a place in the mind, a shimmering mirage of riches and mystery and death. These illusions have distorted its landscape and contorted its history.

We know nothing about it. But we've seen it.

The sea being so deep and so large, I'm sure other mysteries lurk out there, unseen and unsolved.