Alphonse Maria Mucha JOB

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crocodile-headed thing, jerked on to the plaza before the pyramid, squinted up at Teppic, and reached out towards him. Teppic fumbled for a knife, wondering what sort was appropriate for gods .
And, along the Djel, the pyramids began to flare their meagre store of hoarded time.

Priests and ancestors fled as the ground began to shake. Even the gods looked bewildered.
IIb across the flagstones, still staring at the hulking outline of the Great Pyramid.
'There's someone still there, look,' he said, and pointed to a figure alone on the plaza.
IIb peered into the gloom.
'It's only Dios, the high priest,' he said. 'I expect he's got some plan in mind, best not to meddle in the affairs of priests, now will you come on.'snatched his father's arm and dragged him away. 'Come on!' he yelled into his ear. 'We can't be around here when it goes off! Otherwise you'll be put to bed on a coathanger!' Around them several other pyramids struck their flares, thin and reedy affairs that were barely visible in the afterglow. 'Dad! I said we've got to go!' Ptaclusp was dragged backwards