Snow That Flurried Like Gyrating Lizards

The Snow that Flurried like Gyrating LizardsA Short Storyby Random WriterZoe Grey was thinking about Robert Greenway again. Robert was a wild knight with spiky thighs and ugly toes. Zoe walked over to the window and reflected on her crowded surroundings. She had always loved rural Moscow with its zany, zealous zoos. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel concerned.