Quivering he sighed, to reach this expanse was a defining moment in his life.
Poised, he watched the sun shimmer as it crested the horizon, this was his moment of triumph.
Stamping his foot, he recalled how Mother had placated them in that way of hers. You don’t have to take venture there; it will reveal a truth that is unpalatable to your taste.
That was her political filter, and he’d had enough of it.
Nothing could compare to this, a field of carrots stretching as far as he could see.
The crack of the rifle was Peter Rabbit’s undoing.