Transfixed, she glared at her rock.
He stared back, barefaced and emotionless.
Her expression, startled and questioning,
Framed by a torrent of molten mane.
His blank coldness in marked contrast
Implied an obstinate defiance.
Neither moved nor gave ground,
And equally both held their breath.
Her eyes glazed with the promise of tears,
Mouth open, but words restrained.
His silence was just as essential, though
There were signs of moisture on the surface.
Blood spatter and brain matter
Confirmed his role as accomplice.