Gone but not forgotten - the creature and its "death march" are exquisitely preserved
that’s pretty good considering the earth is only about 6000 years old!
But also poignant; a Mesozoic tragedy. It’s a vivid picture etched in that stone: plopping into that dark, anoxic hellhole, righting itself, then scrambling for its life, losing its coordination as the environment takes its toll, twitching, slowing, then at last stopping and surrendering.
I feel bad for the critter. In a predator prey relationship there’s usually some element of sport to it. But this little guy just plain got screwed over by fate. It ran its race, but there was no finish line to reach.
(I guess I’m in a sentimental mood today)