Placodonti, Emiliano TrocoOn land, the flesh hangs, sags, bloats, allows no grace. But in the water,

Placodonti, Emiliano Troco

On land, the flesh hangs, sags, bloats, allows no grace. But in the water, the beasts live a different life. The body drifts, glides, even speeds with the right maneuverings of the tail. Gravity is but a shadow, and bulk and armor become aids in keeping the mouth close to the mollusc-laden sand.