METAPHOSAURUS - Microrelato (Say it in less than 100 words)

The Lord of the marsh… Such an imposing frame! A fireless dragon of sorts… Limbs like sequoias on the waters, jaws a peaceful garden of weeds.

What a noisy beast, walking on this primal earth!

Mum Triceratops: “You wake up my baby again, and I'll disembowel you, with my own horns!

Your dream: being a discreet beast... but HOW?

DNA: the instructions that turned you into that massive monster..."Grow...!".

Your brain… By a neck, you lost the evolution game.

In your grave, your dream replays the final meteorite rain, your puzzled skeleton, the tale of our dawn.

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