24 pages, 5"x7.5", black and white with hand-tinted cover.
A short story about some kind of vague sauropod who falls off a cliff, dies, and hangs around to look at things for billions of years. Meanwhile, the sun shines and other people do what they do. The creatures and the geology are totally made up; the spiritual action is more or less a Teilhard de Chardin deal. No words.