Just as the man began to enter, a peculiar sight would likely catch his eye. A black kitten, of all things, seemingly surrounded by pulsing shadows, went bounding into the labyrinth, as if chasing something he certain could not see. Even more strangely perhaps was that this kitten of shadows was followed by a woman with wild, unkempt hair in an oversized sweater. In fact, she nearly tripped over him, their shoulders colliding as she hurried passed and into the hedges of the maze.
Tishy, you see, was hot on the trail of a lost soul and Delphia was in hot pursuit of the kitten who hadn't quite learned how to finesse the catch quite yet. "I'm so sorry! I just need to make sure Tishy doesn't chew on this soul too much!" she shouted back at the man, continuing to chase after the small cat.
Tishy, you see, was hot on the trail of a lost soul and Delphia was in hot pursuit of the kitten who hadn't quite learned how to finesse the catch quite yet. "I'm so sorry! I just need to make sure Tishy doesn't chew on this soul too much!" she shouted back at the man, continuing to chase after the small cat.
headful of lies, sun in my eyes
