Even high above the sand upon legs of dead tissue puppeted from within the torso, and a second trio of legs on its "back", the creature will die if it cannot soon dive beneath the ground from which a sandstorm so rudely unearthed it.

The sand gnawl, a descendant of flies. Its head splits open to hunt, its jaws born from an ancient molting organ between the eyes, the ptilinum. Buried in sand, it waits for movement, then erupts; its sticky ptilinum and eye-teeth seizing prey before vanishing beneath the heat-shattered earth.

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