@willend gets a thing
“Everybody knew Bagheera, and nobody cared to cross his path; for he was as cunning as the jackal, as bold as the wild buffalo, and as reckless as the wounded elephant.”
OLD EDITION balanced precariously between slender hands, elbows lifted over INKY HAIR, barely kept from touching the atypically tranquil PANTHER in her own lap- sad, dangerous eyes closed for once, words spilling over him from her lips, from the story that was neither hers nor his but blissfully fictional.
A hum of TEASING, a glint of LAUGHTER pauses the reading, “That sounds a little like someone I know…” surely he would get the joke, this PANTHER tamed for half a moment in the thrall of words that gave him headaches, words she wanted to give him.
















