it moved in frightened rhythms across the sun-blasted stone. a few quick steps, a turn of its head, then the stillness. it sensed that it was being hunted. all around, shadows rose like towers of some gothic cathedrals, silent n empty. from the valley below, a raven squawked, breaking the trance. it launched. an arm fired out. moments later, the young researcher uncurled his fingers. "i think this is a new species for the lizard."
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