Another moose but this one is rather fabulous.


I moved discreetly down the corridor, cushioning shoeless on the thick cover until the point that I was simply outside the entryway. I looked in, my eyes as yet changing. The main light originated from a chimney on the far divider, however I could see as he sat in a highbacked seat, and gradually raised a glass to his lips. Something lay over his lap, however I couldn't exactly influence it to out. He brought down the glass and raised the whatever it was to his face. It looked like material, torn at the base…