Paper Mache

For those who teach of dragons No, don't be silly, it couldn't have moved. Although, for a fraction of a second, did one of the legs and the long spiked tail seem to shift and relax, then, again, frozen into place? Working late at my desk this evening, starting to see things, I suppose. Relax... It was just the sound of my silver pen scribbling. Click!!! Whatever that was, I don't want to know. I think I will just finish this at home. The question is, making it to the door. Would it allow me to just walk out? Leave? Was the head tilted this way before? No... Okay... Placing papers in my briefcase and finishing the last of my cold coffee. Moving for the door, reaching for the light! Click!!! Blackness, then it has me. the dragon