Deception of the Zebra

I am distracted. My eyes can't quite focus on a single object. A red dot pulls me in and demands attention. It has a cloque. A magic cloque that can make things disappear. An optical illusion of some sort or maybe some real magic? I have the feeling that a zebra is winking at me. It is turning around and wagging its tail. Finding delight in my attempts to orient myself. Did I get trapped in the body of a tse-tse fly? Or did I land in the mind of a lion? Red dot of blood. Tse-tse makes a lot of sense. I think the zebra is messing with me. No blood for you!


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