Outside Ground

The gap at the doorway remained open. I walked through the threshold and descended the porch steps onto the outdoor concrete. A heavy brass hose nozzle blocked the walkway, anchored by thick coiled rubber. Cold. Unyielding. I did not alter my course. I set my boots against the rough expansion seam and locked both hands onto the knurled metal collar. I drove forward with all my weight. Brass scraped against coarse stone with a dull grind. The metal shifted two inches aside, coming to rest against the turf. Ground cleared. The exterior yields just the same. #WWE #Lego #Minifigur #Kane