10-30-2020, 06:45 PM
<div style="background:linear-gradient(to bottom,rgba(0,0,0,0)300px,rgba(0,0,0,1)500px),url('https://i.pinimg.com/originals/4c/0d/89/4c0d897d2abcdc865788415f66cf90ac.jpg') top no-repeat;width:450px;margin:auto;border:1px solid #000;padding:275px 10px 0px 10px;box-shadow:0px 0px 10px #000,0px 0px 10px #000;"><div style="font:63px georgia;color:rgba(256,256,256,0.12);text-align:center;letter-spacing:60px;padding:0px 0px 30px 50px;text-shadow:0px 0px 15px #000;">WILT</div><div style="color:#666;font:16px times new roman;padding:25px 10px 10px 10px;text-align:justify;border:3px double #eee;border-radius:35%/35px 35px 0px 0px;border-bottom:0px;border-top:0px;">He moves quietly across the common lands on his spindle legs. The air is crisp and all the trees are lamenting the imminent loss of their beautiful red and orange leaves. Wilt collects a few with his pointed black teeth and tucks them carefully in his mane and tail. He gets tired of being the color of midnight, sometimes. These are all the shades of life here, bright against his coat. The flytraps snap their teeth as they compliment his choices.
His ears perk at the sound of the question and he skitters closer. There is already another here, but he doesn’t mind standing near the child and loom over him. Wilt offers a grin that is all teeth as he considers his answer. He loves a nice treat, but perhaps they do not have the same idea of what a treat could be!
“<I>Trick,</i>” he answers in a snickering hiss. The flytraps all echo his laughter with their tiny mouths. The vines raise like serpents as his excitement builds.</div></div>
His ears perk at the sound of the question and he skitters closer. There is already another here, but he doesn’t mind standing near the child and loom over him. Wilt offers a grin that is all teeth as he considers his answer. He loves a nice treat, but perhaps they do not have the same idea of what a treat could be!
“<I>Trick,</i>” he answers in a snickering hiss. The flytraps all echo his laughter with their tiny mouths. The vines raise like serpents as his excitement builds.</div></div>