A Greek Beauty

A Greek Beauty
Gustav Klimt Kiss painting
Madonna Litta
madonna with the yarnwinder painting
At first the weapon felt strange in his hand, but momentarily he was cutting theanimal's carcass from hairy head to scaly hind paws. Han winced at the foul odorthat rose from the steaming incision. There were few things he could remember thatstank like a snow-lizard's innards. Without deliberation he tossed the slipperyentrails into the snow. When the animal's corpse had been entirely eviscerated, Han shoved his friendinside the warm, hair-covered skin. "I know this doesn't smell so good, Luke, butit'll keep you from freezing. I'm sure this Tauntaun wouldn't hesitate if it were theother way around." From the body of the snow-lizard, another blast of entrail-stench rose out of thedisemboweled cavity. "Whew!" Han almost gagged. "It's just as well you're outcold, pal." There wasn't much time left to do what had to be done. Han's freezing handswent to the supply pack strapped to the Tauntaun's back and rummaged through theRebel-issue items until he located the shelter container.