"The yellow rim of the sun peeked over the flat horizon of the dry desert lake. A white creature shot up out of the back of a truck. It had one red eye in the middle of its head, long wings, long flamingo-type legs, and two feet that hung down. It soared into the sun, glaring in the reflected light before ascending up and up and out of sight.
Rachel stepped out of the tent. She had been working since before the sun had reddened the hilltops. She longed to get away to the city. Anything had to be better than her nomadic life. Something in the sky caught her eye and she looked up to see a large white bird circling high overhead—then it vanished."