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Submitted to Contest #297
The air was thin and damp around the maw of the ancient temple. Colossal stone pillars stood scarred and weathered, like old men burdened by time, bearded by patches of emerald that moss clung to jiggered stone. The faded carvings of long forgotten gods were barely recognizable beneath layers of grime and lichen. Resting innocently, a small nut laid on grass, protruding from stone floor. A flash of russet fur darted towards it. A squirrel. Its tail twitched with anticipation as it scrambled towards the prize. Its claws echoed as it approache...
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