She stirred. A hint of golden light skimmed across the watery roof above, signaling that the sun had retreated hours prior. The creature lifted her colossal fins and swam upward, shaking off sleep. The dark hours were in bloom, and that meant fewer people and less activity. Safety.
An oversized eye popped above the water and swept from side to side, surveying the area. Her moat appeared pristine, uninfected…but at its boundary, she could spot the glow seeping out of the US Capitol Building. Her gaze wandered from window to window, watching the staffers hunched over documents, toiling late into night.
She wondered if the glowing rectangles were calf suns.
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