Summary: Written for Jezri’s Nightmares 55 Word Challenge : Week 17. Prompt was this photo of a cat reaching for the moon. Did not place.
I’m the cat that hung the moon, crooned the tom holding court outside her window, that little mice nibble back into the gloom.
He wasn’t of course; the Cat of Stars was black as night, not ginger tabby with handsome white paws. But he was here– the stars were not.
Tell me more, she sang.
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