Goddess Evening (Cassie)

“What the heck is that?”
“Well, you said you liked armor . . .” Cassie attempts to look demure. She fails.
“You think this is funny?” I demanded. “This isn’t funny. You dress like a bum!”
“I do not.”
“People have been complaining!”
“People can kiss my–”
“Cassie!”
“Look, this isn’t Hollywood, okay?” She becomes suddenly irate, and starts flailing her arms about. “I don’t have a makeup artist and a wardrobe guy trailing me around! You try sloshing through a swamp and come out clean and neatly pressed at the end. I just try to come out with all the limbs I went in with!”
“I’m just saying, a little gilding of the lily wouldn’t hurt,” I point out calmly.
“Well, that’s about as gilt as it gets.”
I frowned at her. “And what’s that thing in the middle?”
“What thing?”
“That thing. That round thing right there.”
“Oh.” She grinned. “I thought you’d like that.”
“Like what? What is it supposed to be?”
“The moon,” she told me. And then laughed and ran out the door.

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