Amazing, glorious things have just happened. I was a witness to an epic battle that spanned the heavens. Two fearsome lizards battled for the honor of consuming the largest moth I’ve ever seen. It flapped about my bathroom like a gin-soaked pterodactyl. The lizards would race around, tracking the moth, but then freeze when their prey was perfectly in range… OMG! The suspense of the moment was almost painful, like staring into the sun. Like ancient dragons pitted against a mighty phoenix the warriors clambered in a vertical dance of impending doom until the smaller one lurched forth and bit down on the beastly insect’s head. The moth fought back, and frantically pummeled the lizard at 3000rpm with its flailing wings. It broke free and flittered about in a daze, scraping the wall and moving in random directions. But it’s angelic tenacity was no match for reptilian precision! My eyes widened as I spotted the big lizard, practically a small iguana actually, race forth and consume the front half of the stunned moth. This time there was no suspense about who would triumph. The moth surrendered itself to the greater force and the prehistoric battle in my bathroom drew to a grisly end. I crept away and left them in the darkness, my heart pounding. I was lucky to escape.