Shadow Theater

I slipped back under the front door sweep, trading the cool porch air for the dark, quiet hallway. Right at floor level, a tiny amber nightlight hummed quietly in a wall socket, casting a golden pool of light across the floorboards. Naturally, an empty stage with an exclusive spotlight begged for a proper performance. I stepped squarely into the beam and hoisted my clawed hand. Instantly, an enormous silhouette of four sharp talons stretched up the wall, looming dramatically over the skirting board! With a slow, teasing flick of my wrist, the giant shadow flexed and bowed in perfect rhythm. A truly magnificent solo act.