The Ringmaster cracked his whip, and with leotard-clad trapeze artists swooping above him, and colourful clowns cartwheeling around him, the tall bronzed muscular figure stepped onto the central podium, and gripped the rope firmly between his teeth.
He looked at the group on the opposite end, and laughed inwardly to himself. It would take far more than this to pull him down from his pedestal, for he was the Strongman.

By albee, August 11, 2014.