Tentative Title: Bone Rating: G Part One, Draft Three They rose out of the sand and reached over his head towards the sky. Their smooth, organic curves formed an avenue above him as he leaped from vertebra to vertebra. Each time he paused they framed anew the windy beach and the reddening sky. In front of him crouched the skull, half buried in drifts of sand. He stopped again, balanced ...

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