In the Morning of Time

In a primeval estuary where fresh river water meets a sluggish tide, the landscape is a riot of giant reeds, rust‑red cliffs, and tangled calamaries. A massive, horse‑faced creature drifts on the surface, its enormous eyes watching the alien world with uneasy curiosity. Nearby, night‑winged beasts with bat‑like arms and lizard feet circle ominously, their huge wings beating a chaotic rhythm above the water.

When one of these winged monsters swoops low, it strikes at the floating head, only to find a column of neck shooting upward in a flash of anger. The head snaps shut, seizing the attacker and dragging it beneath the tangled weeds, while the surrounding waters erupt with hungry, half‑fish, half‑alligator predators that rush to feast. The clash hints at a fierce food chain and a world where survival depends on sudden, brutal reflexes.