The Lady Or The Tiger?

By Nate

Then as the man walked toward the doors the crowd became silent. The princess would never lie to me, he thought as the doors drew near. The man lifted the creaky, rusty latch of the gold plated doors. As they creaked open, the last thing he saw was the wide open jaws and spreading claws of the tiger. Then he fell down and heard the wail of the mourner, the scream of the crowd, and the princess laughing in a horrible tone. He thought if the princess can’t have me I guess nobody can and then drifted into blackness.

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