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roseembolism) wrote2018-10-28 01:28 am
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(Repost) Sixteenth Minor Spirit of October: Leave Some Milk Out
Sixteenth Minor Spirit of October
Leave Some Milk Out
Instead of Inktober, I'm doing a spirit a day for October.
They aren't squirrels or rats, you know that much. Night after night you lie paralyzed in bed, listening to the sounds of scratching and scrabbling coming from the ceiling.
But tonight, there's a soft angry hiss from the end of the bed, and the noises abruptly stop. You feel the blankets dimple under silent paws, feel the pillow move as your cat curls up watchfully next to you.
It's such a relief you fall asleep almost immediately. It's only in the last instant of wakefulness that you remember he's been gone for five years.
But in the morning, there's a dent in the pillow next to you. And the noises don't come back.
Leave Some Milk Out
Instead of Inktober, I'm doing a spirit a day for October.
They aren't squirrels or rats, you know that much. Night after night you lie paralyzed in bed, listening to the sounds of scratching and scrabbling coming from the ceiling.
But tonight, there's a soft angry hiss from the end of the bed, and the noises abruptly stop. You feel the blankets dimple under silent paws, feel the pillow move as your cat curls up watchfully next to you.
It's such a relief you fall asleep almost immediately. It's only in the last instant of wakefulness that you remember he's been gone for five years.
But in the morning, there's a dent in the pillow next to you. And the noises don't come back.