Peculiar
sensations sweep over him as he infiltrated the wood. There was an
instantaneous sense that he was somehow removed from where he had
been; that he was somewhere in-between. The woods were enveloped by a
blue haze not unlike the fog that overtook the town. It seemed to be
nighttime in the woods; there was a full, glowing moon riding high in
the sky above him. Sailor crouched low to the dry ground and listened
to the sounds of evening approaching him. A chill breeze was the
first thing he felt, then an owl hooted overhead and he could follow
the soft sound of wings on the air, a bird reaching its nest perhaps.
In the rustling sounds of leaves scraping dry earth he spotted a
mouse coming out of hiding to forage. All around him Sailor could
hear the familiar sounds of night creatures emerging at their usual
and correct time at dusk. Yet the town he'd just left was in
daylight; the beginning of the day not the end of one. Up on his paws
he gained a high tree branch and gazed out past the tree line. What
he beheld next both shocked and terrified him!
Catspaw
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