Somewhere in the Eastern Hemisphere during the early Mesozoic period, about 100 million years ago, an era began when blood often soaked the ground a bright garnet red. In addition, during this time, predators sometimes actually became the prey.
A dark shadow slowly bled through thick and rugged brush, clearing a path of tangled vines and shrubs while each impetuous step crackled in the dry foliage. The only visible light was that of the bone-white moon shining brilliantly over the jungle. It was a calm night, a solemn night. Branches in the trees gave life to small creatures, their movements and sounds of which were evident in the air from low chirps to high-pitched squeals as they shuffled about the jungle. Vivacious buzzing from scores of insects encompassing a nearby stream created a melody that could only be created by nature.
by Eric Saxon