blinked down at the four little lizards who peered up at us from within a nest of shredded paper, broken eggshells crushed beneath their iridescent bodies. They were each a different colour; one a pearly coral, another silvery white, the third sparkling pale green and the last opalescent sky blue. “I thought they were extinct,” Orion breathed from behind me, but I couldn’t tear my gaze from the little creatures who were blinking up at Darcy and I as if we were where their world began and ended. “What are they?” I murmured.
