I have been writing these past two months since I last posted a story, just not anything that I've been able to finish. I'm going to try and come up with a little story for this week's Sunday Scribblings, since the prompt seems almost too perfect for me.
In the meantime, here is a short poem:
Little spacecats learn to fly,
Very quickly lest they die,
For in the lowlands of our world,
Poisonous snakes are often curled.