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I have signed up for this diary-thing, and I do not know why. Maybe I need something other than my silent night-cats and my pretending to be something else to occupy the clock-tick. Maybe I am just bored.
I have nothing to say. I suppose that I should give wood-food to the yellow one soon. I will also need to ask somebody to prepare Aleissi-food for me, or I will grow hollow and turn into the air. This would not an unpleasant thing, I think not, but... nobody would care for my cats. With nobody to care for them, they would become like dust and smoke. Or worse still, they would cease to stealth-stalk the grey-smelling straight narrow one, and perhaps blood-hunt its vermin instead. Then their pretty rosy velvet of sleek would become red beads. This makes me worry.
That is all I have to say. My life at this moment is dull like a silky one of storms.
I have nothing to say. I suppose that I should give wood-food to the yellow one soon. I will also need to ask somebody to prepare Aleissi-food for me, or I will grow hollow and turn into the air. This would not an unpleasant thing, I think not, but... nobody would care for my cats. With nobody to care for them, they would become like dust and smoke. Or worse still, they would cease to stealth-stalk the grey-smelling straight narrow one, and perhaps blood-hunt its vermin instead. Then their pretty rosy velvet of sleek would become red beads. This makes me worry.
That is all I have to say. My life at this moment is dull like a silky one of storms.