Oct 06, 2011 22:28
"I have to write, I can't pick you up and cradle you right now."
"Mrow?"
"You are a lone huntress of the night."
"Mrow?"
"Claws sharp as crescent moons. Fur black as a bad-bad dream."
"Mrow?"
"You are a cycloptic, nocturnal predator--you need no one!"
"Mrow?"
"Dammit..."
raven,
distractions,
writing,
cats
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