Graulas life

  Graulas coughed. Webs flapped and dust swirled. "Nothing. . . has caught my interest. . . in hundreds of years," he growled wearily. He closed his eyes. His breathing slowed, and his voice became steadier. "I came to this pitiful zoo to die, Seth, but dying comes slowly for my kind, so very slowly. Hunger cannot conquer me. Disease is no match. I slumber, but I do not rest. "

Chapter 13