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  • The day of loss has approached. Most of all life is gone and only lucky survivors are left. Ash covers the earth, trees no longer stand, and sun no longer shines. A small, blue feathered raptor roams the land. It's slender form allows it to move through the fallen debris with ease. It comes to a small opening where others of its kind sit and nest to raise a new future. It walks under a dead tree to join its mate sitting on a large nest. The blue raptor takes his turn to watch the nest while his mate takes her turn to find a meal. After hours of searching, she finds a fresh carcass of a large carnivore. She eats her fill, and falls asleep near the, still warm, carcass. When she wakes up, the air is colder, the ground is covered in fresh snow, and the carcass is ice cold. When she returns, she finds her mate frozen stiff and all but one egg are have joined the same fate. She carefully holds the last, fragile egg back to her holy grail of survival. After her long journey, she takes her final slumber in fear that her future may never hatch.
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