Solid Ground ☆ The Thing

Stood stiff against a flat print. Locked up tight. Then my knuckles gave a gritty twitch. Rolled my shoulders back. My heavy boots pressed down and took real weight. Stepped right up to the paper illustration behind me. Tapped a thick rocky finger against the flat green fist painted on the sheet. Just cold, smooth paper. Not a real brawl. Good. Stood firm, planted my feet, and took a deep breath. #Marvel #TheThing(BenGrimm) #Thehulk @finchy40hotmail.com