A short story in which I imagined a "deleted scene" of this beautiful poetic fresco. What happened between the penultimate scene and the epilogue? I hope to be in the same tune as Don Bluth and fanfiction writers who preceded me.
Welcome, traveler, to this humble roleplay book.
Rest your weary paws and wait awhile.
Who are you? Friend or foe? Mouse or rat? Crow or cat?
Create your destiny here.