Lion Head Mesa fake out

how he wished he'd ever managed to sway her! give this child some guidance, some safety, some reassurance -

perhaps, alter the flow of time enough, to not see her like this now, swollen and anemic. scantly older than his own.

his smile lost its brightness, but lasted. eager nod of the head at the task assigned. he wouldn't think of the logistics now, just do, do, do.

atta me, then! another grin, and he sashayed over to the snake. before his mouth reached it, gucci paused.

he looked at her softly.

keep a sharp sharp eye 'n' brilliant head, dear. the noble said. 

he picked up the snake, careful to keep it coiled. ( it still dragged, of course. )

the old ain't ain't yet entombed. muttered, as he passed on down the hall.