A scorching sun sets, at which point the dusty denizens of the desert breathe a collective sigh of relief. The desert; where the plants and animals have adapted and mutated to survive this barren alien landscape. The desert; where life simply refuses to die. The amber glow of the distant hydrogen helium orb receeds behind the mountain bringing with it a sublime darkness. Lizards squirm out from under their rocks and people leave their air conditioned homes. The dark is the bats' playground... oh god.... the bats....
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