Lewis Carroll | Charles Lutwidge Dodgson (twas__brillig) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2012-08-25 19:26:00 |
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Entry tags: | fairytales, lewis carroll |
WHO: Lewis Carroll, Fairytales
WHAT: There is a little girl in my house.
WHEN: Saturday
WHERE: Charles' house
WARNINGS: TBA
Returning from the shop, Charles nearly tripped over a small cat which was stalking around his front stoop. "Fuck!" he hissed, turning to glanced at the feline who was staring back at him. Then he felt bad for swearing at the animal and, amused, he said "You've gone quite mangy, cat... but your grin's a comfort."
Of course no one was around to enjoy his slight joke, but he chuckled to himself. The cat had been outside when he had headed out to his shop that morning as well. "Do you have a home, cat?" he asked.
The cat just stared.
Charles turned and continued inside, setting his bag down on a chair inside his door and there he felt the presence of another immortal. He paused, knowing Cassandra was not home. "Cassandra?" he asked, worriedly. "...Alexandra?" He stepped into the living room and he headed towards where he felt the immortal. Slowly he stepped over to the cupboard under his stairs and he opened the door, peering inside. "Hello?"