Lost in deepest blue
Endless labyrinths weaving through,
Will you stagger on, with no star to light your way?
Kate Covington, "You're Not Alone"
Hullo. The name's Howie, just Howie. I'm what you'd call a regular cat,
I guess, 'cept for one big thing. I'll tell you in a minute.
Cold. Mind-numbing, bone-chilling cold!
I shivered. The wind was picking up and I needed shelter but good.
Huddling into my fur just wasn't going to cut it.
A quick look-see wouldn't be amiss, I told myself.
Just stay on the ground... I scrabbled up the pile of
boxes stacked against the Human wall. From there it was
a short jump (for a cat) to the ground.
Blast this wind! It tugged at my coat,
tried to yank open my wings. Yes, I did just
say "wings."
Phew. I was in the alley now. Take a breather.
Already my cream-colored fur was heavy from ice
that clung everywhere. I started cleaning it with
a tongue that felt like the stuff those boxes were
made from.
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Hey Stori! Irish here, and Ima review you now! What What?!
So, first I'm gonna say, I thought this was kinda confusing. But it was interesting! Short, but interesting!
The only thing I noticed that seemed wrong to me:
I read this over twice and I have no idea what you're trying to say.
That was really the only thing I saw was wrong, other than the fact that it was so short.
Keep up the good work!
-Irish