The giant collapsed, bereft of it's life. A cloud of snow filled the air as the impact of it's weight hit the ground. In the nearby caverns an unearthly screech could be faintly heard; the cry of an ancient Wurm. The Queen sensed the felling of her attendant, and even our hardy grey fur did not preserve us from the chill upon hearing that voice...
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"Extinction is the rule. Survival is the exception." -Carl Sagan
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