Line

A cliff approaches.

I skitter and skid to the edge, trying anything for purchase. I'd do anything. I'd love to stop.

Lots of nonsense running through my head. It's like dancing she said once and I was chuffed. I wobbled on the end of the piano board and thought I was man almighty. He was the best of us it was said of me. But that was then.

The wolf yawned. The edge. The finish line. I'd have given anything for purchase. But there's no stopping me now.