New Quarry

The great, black panther separated himself from the hard earth with a thundercrack. Bits of cold carbon rained down as he shrugged his shoulders and surveyed the unbroken night-plain expanding in all directions. A brilliant gazelle of an Idea stood out there, lazily looking back in his direction. Von, the panther, split his jaws into a lolling grin. Bent his long limbs. Gave chase.