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writhing knots of tentacles form and break apart into chaos. Many-legged things of angles and shadows leap out of the earth and skitter wildly across the garden, shedding form and substance until they are nothing but scattered soil again. Shapes lurch into each other, merge, waving half-formed limbs, heads twisting at ill angles. Sockets are gaps where stones roll instead of eyes. Mouths open and sag, turning inside out to swallow the skulls that gave birth to them." (from "Children of Memory: Action-packed alien adventure from the winner of the Arthur C. Clarke Award (The Children of Time Novels Book 3)" by "Adrian Tchaikovsky")
