Lightening Breath
Dile High, the croc-lady that looked like a towering marble statue, spewed her phantomly Feather Breath (she wrote it “Fether Breath”) upon the alien monster, whose heaviness instantly evaporated. Sometimes this “Lightening Breath” was like a blizzard of soft downs and sometimes it was like one giant fluffy feather emerging from Dile High’s mouth, tickling the alien. Now the city was safe from their battle. Buildings hardly shook as they grappled and fell against them. Finally, with enough “Fether Dusting”, the alien was hoisted up like an inflatable pool toy, and Dile High took it away.
© 2021 Kelly Ishikawa