Tanystropheus longobardicus by tuomaskoivurinn…

Tanystropheus longobardicus by tuomaskoivurinne

In the moonlight, the reptiles’ undersides glow like thin, white flames, wavering tenuously above the tide pools and damp sand. They do not grapple or bite, just stand tall, eyeing each other’s poise and length, motionless save the quick heartbeats pulsing in their throats, During these midnights, it is stillness that designates dominance.