Fishback
the (former) Cat had earned what he set out to master, the secrets of
why man is what he is, and he had descended into the after life to do
so. Now he wanted his life back. As a cat, he innately knew the way
back to the land of the living, but that wasn't enough. He wanted to
be a cat again, needed it. Through the dark halls of the Stygian
world that held him, he crept. Somewhere, he would find where the
gods slept and he would steal the elixir used to change his shape.
He knew it the second he saw it. He recognized its soft blue glow from a lifetime ago when first he made his wish to better understand and control mankind. As he closed in on his target, he realized two things. The bottle was too big to carry as a cat, and its contents too bountiful for only one use. He would need to remain a man until he made good his escape.
Cautiously, he took the bottle from the table, and when the alarms sounded, he ran.
He knew it the second he saw it. He recognized its soft blue glow from a lifetime ago when first he made his wish to better understand and control mankind. As he closed in on his target, he realized two things. The bottle was too big to carry as a cat, and its contents too bountiful for only one use. He would need to remain a man until he made good his escape.
Cautiously, he took the bottle from the table, and when the alarms sounded, he ran.
Originally
mailed to D. Garner of Biloxi, Mississippi
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