Golems and Mutants

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  (last mod.: 2021-02-20)

Lying on his plaid, in the shade of the big oak, he was watching the sky. A drowsiness had fallen on him and gave the clouds fantastic appearances. There, huge robots, motionless, held up their arms, threatening women with shaggy hair and too many members, pushed by the wind in scattered directions. He watched extinct golems defying mutant tramps.

This story was written as a challenge.

Use the sentence: “He watched extinct golems defying mutant tramps.”.