hi there sinisterino's here it is, as promised, a little fable. Jubilee didnt know how the griffin got into the flat. She guessed it must have come down the chimney as it was far too big to get in through the cat flap. She had been out walking with the black fox, admiring the frost patterns on the pavement and talking about nothing in particular. They had returned home to find the sofa shredded, the walls clawed and Jubilees cat hiding in the laundry basket. The griffin was sprawled underneath the kitchen table, pecking at the linoleum with it's sharp eagle beak. It was about the size of an Alaskan, and covered in soot and fluff. It made an angry rattling sound as Jubilee came into the kitchen. -What is that doing here, she muttered, kicking off her shoes. The fox circled the beast cautiously. It snapped at her and she yelped and jumped onto the draining board. ~I think it's eating the floor, she offered, crawling into the sink and curling up into a tight little ball. Jubilee picked up the broken crockery and fallen chairs and surveyed the damage in the living room. She wondered if house insurance covered mythical animals, then remembered that she didn't have house insurance and stopped worrying about it. The griffin started gnawing on a table leg. The black fox hid her face under her tail. Jubilee went over to her fridge and looked inside. If her memory served, griffins ate elephants and lost shepherds, but all she had was some peshwari naan and and a dried up lump of gouda. She didn't think a cheese sandwich was exactly griffin fodder, so she hunted through her cupboards until she found some butterscotch angel delight. She mixed it up in a bowl and set it down in front of the griffin, who sniffed it cautiously. Then she picked the black fox up out of the sink, and put her in the living room. The cat was asleep in the laundry basket, so Jubilee left it alone. The griffin lapped at the angel delight, purring loudly, it's pointed ears flickering back and forth. Jubilee found a pot of polyfiller and set about repairing the gouges in the walls. The black fox started picking up the stuffing lying on the floor. ~Well, the room needed a change, she offered philosophically. Jubilee smiled and nodded, she had always liked the idea of bare floorboards. She glanced at the griffin, who had finished its food and was stood in the doorway, it's tail held high, sniffing curiously. -This, Jubilee sighed -could be difficult. any death threats/publishing deals/comments would be well received, jules +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the undead Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister@missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo@missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+