through the looking glass
08-13-2013, 02:08 PM
~*~ In the days of the ancients, the pharaohs were said to keep large cats as pets, saying that they were as fitting a treasure to adorn the sandstone halls, as any gem or silken tapestry. If any eyes had been around to see the feline draped across the grey stone shelf, they would not have doubted it. About halfway up the grand expanse of mountainside, the creature of flesh and blood reclined just out of reach of the waterfall's spray. The pool was little more than a fish bowl far below, whilst the peak above rose endlessly into the sky. It was said no wolf had ever reached the top. Silverback wasn't surprised. They were such clumsy little insects. And yet, she couldn't deny that they could give good company. Hence the plans that she had woven like webs in the back of her mind. Already there were threads lingering about in the east and farther north. Here she had found a perfect place for another such design. But the silver spider lacked the fly, or perhaps the butterfly that would fulfill it. But she would have it soon. Her tail tip twitched in anticipation as her eyes scoured the stone slopes, the bubbling pool, and the dense foliage beyond. ....Very soon. |