There are tall (like, seven feet high) ones made of pottery or something, which have a grilled bit at the front - you could easily stick someone (or something)'s head in there to kill it. Maybe like that?
I spend a lot of time on complex wordplay which nobody understands as it is - the last thing I need is to deliberately screw with readers' minds.
YES! I CAN use a chimaera in this scene. AWESOME!
ETA: And Laurie, if you're self-publishing, I can see an argument for sending a work off for copyright, sure. But aren't you with Damnation Books? They do that for you, don't they?
Its fun to screw...
... with people's minds.
Sam is a self-pubbed re-release of a toned down edition of one I'd had with Black Label, but under my own name since I axed my pen name.
*whew* clicked on that, Debbie. Not as bad as I was expecting.
Evenin' hounds.
*kidnaps Soapy and takes her into Night's lair*
Oh--wait--*I'm* down there?
(also, did I know Night had a lair? )
Is the lair in the dungeon?
We need a map.
The Cantina has a map.
Why don't we have one?
The Cantina has a map?
Um, yeah, then we totally need one!
Night can draw it.