"...The owl was undeniably odd. The first time Sylvia had seen it, perched upon a statue and leached of color by moonlight, she had thought it was a bizarrely well-preserved portion of an otherwise badly weathered marble of Athena. When the bird had swiveled its head around and fixed her with a piercing glawkous stare, she had nearly yelped in shock. Since then the raptor had been lingering in the vicinity of the camp... as if waiting for them to do something interesting..."
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