Another soft seduction scene
December 2, 1981
Resting, he looks like a mud puddle until the baby pokes his haunch and he shakes into dog-shape. She holds him with a look and furry cookie. A certain off-smile creeps into their faces; both child and dog are mad dancers until they fall into the same twitching sleep. Making a single shadow that inks the wall, night fills the keyhole, fading out parts even the players have not yet played.