Short story "Petroglyphs" is out now in Every Day Fiction.
When their ships landed on the porous soil of Blue-and-a-Rock, the hatchlings rushed out to preserve the petroglyphs.
They moved like a flood: overrunning the fields and valleys of the
moribund world, clogging up the caves, prodding with claws and feet at
the remains of that which had so recently ended. Gales scattered the
hatchlings across beaches where they drank the waters and sated
themselves with sand; waves pushed them outward to distant islands and
open seas; maelstroms pulled them down to dark ocean depths.
(Continue reading.)
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