codythecyberwolf

   KRRCHHK The sound of dirt and sand crunching between joints of iron crackled in the air. Cretaceous legs scuttled about in an almost unstable white sand. A blurred picture. Consciousness arose. Realization soon after. The imminent danger seemed to slow its walk, almost trance like, as it neared. Metal hands placed themselves in sand, almost falling from the giving of its loose surface. Regaining balance the sight of a wooden shield hiding under the sand, like a snake hidden in in grass, caught the iron clad figures eyes. The crustacean paused. The two locked in a stare. The gentle hiss of sand pouring back unto itself as the figure shook t