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Short Story: The Cat and Hound The sun was setting, creating a rich amber haze that gently covered the cityscape below. Lazily dipping further past the horizon, it seemed the city itself was winding down. Shops were closing, businessmen heading home after a grueling day at the office, families prepping for dinner. The all too familiar ritual of the evening was beginning... and in an alley, tucked away in a hidden pocket of the city, a personal nightly ritual was about to begin.
Amid the golden and vibrant hues of diminishing sunlight, resting lazily on a fire escape's railing lay a cat. White fur made radiant from the sun's warm glow, dark slender limbs outstretch
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Rope dug into Patrick’s wrists as he struggled to free his hands. His hot, damp breath washed over his face, trapped by the fabric sack secured over his head.
A floorboard creaked. Patrick froze, his back rigid against the chair, and strained his ears. Another creak.
“Hello?” he called.
The sound of swishing fabric.
“Who’s there? Where am I? Why’d you bring me here?” Blurred memories swam through his mind: drinking at the bar; stumbling home; a shadow sweeping out from an alley.
Fingers grasped his chin and jerked his head upward. “Hush.” A woman’s voice.
Lilac II - tankaa star-glow
connects their breaths -
a river path.
in lilac light
she forgets to sigh.
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