Suddenly, from behind the trees, we saw two huge cylindrical shapes emerge. or crocodiles.”
I took her hand and we headed toward the translucent wall in the distance. I was as naked as she was. “Do you think we should go down into the arena and kill the little crustaceans too – or whatever else is still alive on the ground?” asked Laura the next day, seeing that our victory was still not being taken into account by anyone. And no time. “For now, we’re looking for a place to take shelter and be safe,” I replied and started along the wall. My hand was resting on the lion’s mane, that was the coarse hair I felt, and – over all the absurdity of the situation – I breathed a sigh of relief: no matter how drunk I am, I’m not going to get into bed with a woman with such wiry hair! “Wake up!” she growled hissed, in a voice that seemed to hover on the heights of exasperation.
