I love your phrases and descriptive language:

“Liquid shots of frozen lightning,” for example. And the description of what must be a curtain rod, or valance box above a window. The box the human is holding to his head, is that a phone?

I like the way you bring back the lightning imagery at the end, again, in the flash of pure light. The reader can think that either the human was indeed holding a gun, and has shot himiself, or, like George — I tend to think that “flash of pure light” was the BIG ONE, the end, either atomic war or an asteroid hitting — I tend to see the latter. The lizards will survive, as they did the last few BIG ONES, including the one that hit 65-million years ago and killed off the dinosaurs, also kings of their world at the time.

A lot of heavy concepts, implied in a neat little tale of a chameleon trying to survive. Good job!

First, the idea that you would think I set any bar for you to worry about, is incredibly flattering, if I might bit insane ;)…but…I would of course never mind your doing such a thing.

And I stand by my previous statement…I would love to hear more about this lizard’s travels. Perhaps another photo will spark him?

I probably shouldn’t admit this out loud, but there’s always a tiny bit of nervousness on my part when somebody new debuts at this site. Even when you’ve seen their writing elsewhere, it’s hard to be sure how a writer will take to the peculiar challenge EW sets.

So far, I’ve never been disappointed, but this week has been a bit of a double-whammy for new writers who slip into the format seemingly effortlessly.

Lovely work, ma’am!