Next Chapter, then, in which we reach a very familiar time and place…
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CHAPTER SIX:
AWAKENED
Lagos Island
1945
The waves lapped against the tropical shore, the sun a brilliant beacon down through the clear blue skies and thin clouds that stretched across the horizon. A tropical breeze blew in, the leaves of the dense jungle rustling.
It was there, deep within a crevice at the centre of the island, where it rested.
The Godzillasaurus lay perfectly preserved, its eyes closed, lying on its side against the wall of the crevice. Even when this tiny piece of land had broken up and floated away, it had remained there within its icy tomb.
Nobody would ever know why it would be this day that it awakened. Perhaps it had taken all this time to thaw. Maybe there had been some tiny tremor. Or maybe it was destiny that chose to wake the creature.
Whatever the cause, it was now that a single, tiny crack appeared in the flawless surface of the ice.
Slowly it spread, branching out into a spider web pattern of fractures in the shining surface, eventually covering its entire surface, until…
An eye flashed open…
And then, the ice smashed, breaking into millions of tiny shards, like snowflakes falling out as the Godzillasaurus fell out of its prison, smashed leg and broken ribs, collapsing to the side of the crevice that had been its prison.
The animal rose up, looking around, startled at these sudden, new surroundings.
What had happened? He could remember everything… the falling fireball, the three-headed destroyer, the cold wasteland… yes, the cold, he remembered, he had fallen down into the Earth, the ice had fallen to cover him…
And then he had woken up in this place?
Perhaps the fall had rendered it unconscious? Could the ice all have vanished so quickly?
With curiosity and apprehension, the Godzillasaurus began walking towards the surface. The side of the crevice was slanted and fairly bumpy, so it was not too difficult to reach the top.
All around him was… jungle. Trees, ferns, the sky, just as in his time.
Hopefully, the dinosaur gave a roar into the air. Perhaps there would be others around here. Would they hear his call?
The creature heard nothing in reply.
He stepped forward, staggered, and fell. His leg was still painful, as was his side, but its seemed the cold of the ice had done something to numb the pain.
Slowly, the Godzillasaurus limped into the jungle to explore this new and unfamiliar place…
Before long, he stepped through the last of the trees and came to the water. A long, golden shore stretched out on each side. Had he been that close to the sea?
Feeling a shock of pain from his leg, the Godzillasaurus knelt down next to the edge of the water. He would heal, perhaps seek out some sort of prey… after all, that was all he could do.
Fate had dealt him the ultimate cruelty, to be alone in this beautiful place, a paradise, but no one to share it with.
It was days later that the Godzillasaurus lay in the jungle alone. By now his wounds had healed, and his belly was full… it was merely a shame that the animal's heart was not so.
Suddenly, there was an explosion, loud and deafening. Flights of multicoloured birds flew out of the trees in surprise.
The Godzillasaurus looked towards the beach, and the sounds of battle…
Hmm, that was actually a little longer than I expected.
Next Chapter: Jurassic Park ain't got nuthin' on this lizard!
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