The explosion blew us far adrift within the milk bowl in the sky.
And so we dove into the giant milk bowl in the sky.
Finally I could see the milk bowl in the sky clearly.
The scent of the fox lingered upon my clothing after he left.
The fox and I nestled down beside each other for the duration.
The fox and I tore across the field, never looking behind us.
The fox took my throat in his hand and held me.