By: Shalmendo

| The lizard walked down the black strip in-between the shiny mounds. At it's feet it saw little tiny boxes on wheels and lots of little bugs. It stepped on them carelessly, ignorant of the tiny bodies squished under its great feet. It left footprints in the ground, all the better, so it would know where it had been. Suddenly, it heard the tiny sound of one of the minuet boxes. It paused and turned and saw one of them coming towards it. It eyed it and thought to itself 'what good prey this would make'. It started after the small box. The box swerved around and began running away, much faster then it expected. It slowly began catching up. Suddenly it saw something emerge from the side and saw it crash into one of the shiny mounds. It looked down and saw one of the tiny bugs, it was the one that emerged from the minute box. It had a sudden thought and started chasing it. The tiny bug tried to run away but it caught up quickly as it fell and stopped moving. It put its foot out and brought it down on the tiny thing. It gently put its foot ontop of the little body and pushed down softly. 'feel my powerfull foot' it thought. Then it began pushing harder. 'feel yourself be crushed into oblivion under my powerfull sole'. 'smell the death of your fellows and the odur of my feet'. It then finally crushed the tiny thing and continued on its way.

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