Batman and Batwoman's very first meeting in the Golden Age... in the 40's or 50's...
Kathy Kane: .. to feel the sleep of lumbering souls in my breasts yellow with crime a yellow burnt autumn burn spice as if I had breasts the autumn pigmentation of the purest pizza resplendent with summer's glow... this is my costume as I wear it...
Batman: .. you are such a delight, my Katherine Kane... such a woman of true wonder you are...
Kathy Kane: .. I am to please the wonder-gods.. this is my autumn soul a yellow breeze a yellow orange crumpled orange colour soul I have a bright crinkled crumpled colour consciousness I have as if I led my way to the most brilliantly dustiest of dusks.. like a red orange-cloud wreathed sun my crumpled muffin colour soul is.. my soul is a crumpled muffin.. and it is a soft sweet bare sensation...
Batman: .. I'm so glad we met in the Golden Age of superhero's...
Kathy Kane: .. - her face crumples up in tears and in a squeezed-grapefruit face of crying tears gushing out of her face like the inside of a cantelope - .. the Golden Age.. boo hoo hoo... the Golden Age is such a hard washboard on the barest back of my soul and body.. I need a costume that fits me snugly...
Batman: .. their their.. Katherine.. their their..
Kathy Kane: .. I am a baby of the Golden age.. I am such a baby around you Batman.. boo hoo hoo... I am the baby of the dawn.. I am baby Batwoman ready to dawn into a woman steadily into a fast maturation leaving my teen years behind....
... - a pre-crisis Golden Age scene written for Ahania Ridal's Batman comic .. as a rapid-fire flashback into the distant, ancient, Golden Age pre-crisis ancient past.. to it's very beginnings...
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