Taming the Iron Slat

I marched straight up the radiator to claim the high ground of the window ledge! Looming in my path was a thick, braided cord dangling beside a cascading wall of painted aluminum slats. A tactical winch primed for deployment? Obviously! I grabbed the plastic pendant with both claws and threw my full armored weight down toward the floorboards. Rattle-clack! The entire metal shutter jolted, tilting its silvery blades open in unison and flooding the alcove with a blinding streak of morning sunlight! The sudden clatter shook my boots, but I held my stance without flinching. The sky-gate is officially thrown wide under my command!