My Exploding Cat

Just stories and drawings really, no actual fissile felines.

Chapter 10

Well, the old man took him home. The man moved silently, even though there were plenty of leaves and twigs on the ground to step on, and when he got home, he didn’t know exactly how he came – just that the old man led him out of the forest his cottage (which seemed much bigger on the inside) was in, and then… his mind went blank. He ended up at home.

Perhaps the man was a ghost?  That wouldn’t explain the cottage, though. Maybe he was a ghost who could use magic. Maybe he became a ghost fighting in the military and they took his armor when he died and re-used it, or maybe he used to be a magician in the military. That must have been it. Leo had a bit of belief in magic, but not fairies or anything girly like that. No, fairies were dumb. Why would Leo ever believe in fairies?

He didn’t know it, but he was about to find out.

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