“let’s frighten the dragons,” i said to pooh. “that’s right,” said pooh to me. “i’m not afraid,” i said to pooh, and i held his paw and i shouted “shoo! silly old dragons!” … and off they flew. “i wasn’t afraid,” said pooh, said he, “i’m never afraid with you.” ~~~ a a milne ~~~ his profile looked set, chiseled. yet something moved and glittered in the dim light. the faint rays of the early morning sun, still struggling to…
