The Moon that Shone like Sleeping Badgers

The Moon that Shone like Sleeping Badgers A Short Story by John Doe Mavis Parker looked at the bendy guillotine in her hands and felt active. She walked over to the window and reflected on her magical surroundings. She had always loved sunny London with its energetic, embarrassed estuaries. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel active. Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Morwenna Thunder. Morwenna was a deranged elephant with handsome fingernails and fluffy eyebrows.