The Life of a Sphinx

Perfectly perched on the rust color sand, lays a Sphinx. Its claws trim, but paws still ready to bat away any annoyance. Its large eyes track anyone who dares to come close. The Sphinx's tail flutters back and forth. Its skin smooth by billions of grains of sand. A proud smirk graces the Sphinx's face taunting those beneath it. There are days when foolish humans dare to challenge the Sphinx. Unchecked arrogance is their fault, leaving only bones behind. With a laugh, the Sphinx concludes its day with a purr of satisfaction. Life is a joy when you're a Sphinx. End.

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