The skyscrapers had developed their own ecosystems since
the disaster. Thick, dark vines with waxy green leaves crawled up the
exteriors, obscuring the bland stone. These vines were home to several bird
species, who pecked and twisted the vines into nests. Each dawn and dusk their
songs created what would have been described as a cacophony, if there had been
anyone around to hear it. The birds were preyed upon by spiny, grey lizards,
with long, clawed limbs adapted to ascending the brown vines. Above the
skyscrapers circled nameless raptors, eager to snatch either lizard or bird in
flexing talons.
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