Illustrations
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@ -88,6 +88,11 @@ And then Prisca meowed her hello and twined around eir ankles.
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And then AwDae fell to eir knees and let the cat step up onto eir thighs, and ey lifted her in eir arms and buried eir snout in her warm, purring side, and cried.
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<figure>
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<img src="/prisca.png" alt="No, not eir Prisca. Not the real Prisca.">
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<figcaption>Art by <a href="https://brushandtea.com" target="_blank">Cadmium Tea</a>.</figcaption>
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</figure>
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Cried because this was not London. Cried because this was not eir cat. Cried because ey could dream anything ey wanted and it would never be anything beyond a dream.
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This was a memory. This was something dredged up from eir own mind. Prisca, eir very own Prisca, was purring against eir face because that is what Prisca must do. She was squirming out of eir grasp because ey knew that, had ey held her like that in the waking world --- and ey had --- that that is what cats do.
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