Blue White Linen Stripe

The badger stood at least twelve feet tall. 'Easy now' you cooed, cautiously stepping backwards, trying to put the beast at ease. 'Easy Friend', you couldn't help but notice his chic black and white coat, which in this equinoxical light appeared a rich blue. Beautiful. Beautiful beast! Suddenly, you wree transported to the summer of love, the one which never ended. The one you spent with your now long lost love. By the mediterranean in a quaint village. The summer in which you and your blue and white striped linen suit really bonded. In whch you always looked AND felt at your very best. This 'transportation' was more a flashback, rather than a physical relocation of your body, and in that wondrous moment of detached revery, the giant badger took full advantage and swung its mighty claw your way, cleaving your torso into two pieces.