Anon06/23/25, 21:42No.24490957
Picture a tall, dark figure, surrounded by cornfields . . .NO, YOU CAN’T RIDE A CAT. WHO EVER HEARD OF THE DEATH OF RATS RIDING A CAT? THE DEATH OF RATS WOULD RIDE SOME KIND OF DOG.Picture more fields, a great horizon-spanning network of fields, rolling in gentle waves . . .DON’T ASK ME I DON’T KNOW. SOME KIND OF TERRIER, MAYBE.. . . fields of corn, alive, whispering in the breeze . . .RIGHT, AND THE DEATH OF FLEAS CAN RIDE IT TOO. THAT WAY YOU KILL TWO BIRDS WITH ONE STONE.. . . . awaiting the clockwork of the seasons.METAPHORICALLY.--And at the end of all stories Azrael, who knew the secret, thought: I REMEMBER WHEN ALL THIS WILL BE AGAIN.