Jun 8, 2019
A stone lion roared with a ferocity that let loose some of the marble from the ancient pillars that surrounded them. Lucille's skin bristled.
Amdapor is sacred. Why do you bring this dirt to my gateway? asked the lion. It pawed closer, its massive size 10 times that of Lucille. Its crown was a scarlet sparkling ruby, like fire from its majestic head. Its lifeless eyes ran over the unwelcome visitor, and then to her escort.
"Still yourself," said the Retriever. "He doesn't get many guests, and has become a bit - introverted."
It will not be despoiled.
