Prolonged prologue

‘Get in the cage.’

Through the metal bars I can see two large Lions, padding sullenly round in a tight circle.

‘I don’t think I want to…’

‘Get in’

I gingerly open the heavy steel door.  Whiplash stares from two sets of eyes, emerald, hungry as fire, suddenly sting me cold.

But I push forward on tense legs, inching forward, deafened by my own heart.

Then I am inside the cage.

The door clangs shut behind me…I am locked in.

What am I blethering on about?


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