"... Without warning the monolithic black moth of an ornithopteron burst through the cloud that covered the city and flapped low over their house, bellowing a hunting call so deep it throbbed in Alfonso's chest. The limelights around the creature's saucer eyes played across the nearby terraces and the liquid steel ribbons of its cirri darted downwards, tasting the air. The downdraft from the creature's colossal wings blew dust and gravel into the eyes of the two men as they ducked into the shadows of Alfonso's studio ..."
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