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Lazarus

The warmth of the Suns rays cracked the enclosure and the creature emerged from its cocoon, exhausted but voracious, and instinctively attuned to its surroundings; as it flexed its wings and stretched its limbs, it picked up on the unique scent of blood in the air. Breakfast.

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