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I cringed at the crunch of sand beneath my foot, hoping the creature didn’t hear me—

Until it growled.

Sand

The growl sent shivers down my spine as my feet sunk deeper into the golden sand. It would be beautiful, if I had time to admire it. Instead, I tried to pull my leg free and scurry for my life, to no avail. The creature emerged from beneath me, cloaked in jewels that ran down its forehead and back. I thought of what they said about this beast, how it used to be worshipped by the people whose lands I was robbing. Grave robbing, but it is what it is. And this beast,that’s what they called it, was here to protect her land. I couldn’t blame her - so I gave in. I didn’t resist. I made myself go limp, and sank deep into the sand. Maybe someday, someone would come to rob my bones, too.
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