Monday, November 25, 2013

Chapter 15: The Zebra (a story)

Latka the Destroyer prowled the river banks of the urban jungle known a Georgetown.  She set her sights on as large prey animal well over twice her size.  She stalked the pray for days on end. Waiting. Watching. Playing mind games with the beast.  Latka the Destroyer lulled the Zebra into a false sense of security.  While the Zebra drank from the river Potomac,  Latka the Destroyer devised a devilish plan to ensnare the creature.  Finally, after weeks of planning, on the eve of a cool night at the beginning of Fall, Latka the Destroyer attacked! Bringing the painted horse down in one strike.  She began the assault on the Zebra by tearing at its head; ripping its brain and heart out in a matter of moments.  From there, she worked through the rest of the kill, until all that was left was the tip of the Zebra's tail.



2 comments:

  1. Dear Latka,

    You ineptitude is offensive, your descriptions melodramatic, your ambitions limited. When will you realize that you are tearing apart TOYS.

    I Would Have Eaten The Tail, Myself,

    - Hamlet

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  2. Dear Hamlet, we are all toys in the grand scheme. Coal to one is a diamond to another. Happy Thanksgiving!!

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