The Beast

When it starts getting cold outside, the little creatures start finding ways to sneak inside.  This little moth showed up fluttering around the lamp.  I shooed it from there and it went and flew right into the dog before fluttering around the ceiling.  It stood there where you see it just long enough for it's picture to be taken.  Afterwards, I opened the window and it escaped back into the outdoors.  I saw it as an opportunity for inspiration.  Lets see...

There once was a beast that appeared one day from distant lands.  It was said by some that it came down from the sun to terrorize the vast herds that roamed the plains and then it took up residence amongst the cliffs of the far mountains.  It had great dusty wings, heavily muscled legs, ferocious turned up whiskers and an imposing-looking dusty face.  One day, as it perched amongst the great cliffs, it noticed another much greater world that it could terrorize and explore.  The beast flew to the new land and liked it so much, that it was never seen again.  And the vast herds celebrated on the plains.