Frank

An albino ptarodactyl is not just a rare sight in the Americas or the northern hemisphere, but the entire planet to be sure. Not only because reptiles seldom if ever exhibit the albino genetic mutation, but because Pterosaurs, like dinosaurs, have been extinct for 65 million years.

Frank pondered this, turning his head to examine the one perched next to him. He studied it while munching on his combo meal outside McDonalds. It was a peaceful and stunningly beautiful bird. He held up a fry as an offering, but the animal sat still on the concrete ledge, disinterested, adjusting its wings. It seemed to have a purpose, just resting still for a moment in silent preparation for the continuation of a long, arduous flight. There was a subdued fear...the kind that accompanies the presence of majesty.

As quickly as it had arrived, it shook its head, shuffled its talons, extended its enormous wings and escaped into the evening sky. Its shadow drifted past the full moon in the distance before disappearing altogether.

This was neither the first nor the last time Frank would enjoy the company of his mysterious bleached reptilian companion, and he knew it. Curious, he considered asking if anyone else happened to see a giant albino ptarodactyl drifting among the night sky, but thought better of it. He secretly wondered if everyone else was thinking the same thing.