wha-a-ar

Updated: May 7, 2025

Wha-a-ar are ye?" he seems to say, and with a suggestive onslaught against the window-pane, which betokens his satisfied quest, is out again at the window with a bluebottle-fly in the clutch of his powerful legs, or perhaps impaled on his horny beak. Solitude! Not here.

W. Hamilton (William Hamilton) Gibson - My Studio Neighbors