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A character from a dystopian future where all non-human animals are extinct reads an ancient text about something called a 'cat'...

A character from a dystopian future where all non-human animals are extinct reads an ancient text about something called a 'cat'...

Gosh

touching hands and fingertips,

yearning to be lip to lip

knee on hip,

thigh on thigh, this is how

i'd like to die.

breathing slow,

nice, relaxed

though my heart will pump so fast

philia, still so true

i wouldn't mind something new...

The “cat”

I studied the pages carefully. I double-checked the title. “An encyclopaedia of animals.”


No wonder this was in the restricted section;my great grandma is the only surviving person I know who was there for the extinction of non-humans! They caused a threat,we were taught to believe that. I never did! She said that all animals were beautiful and innocent until a dog went rouge,it scared people so...

The Cat

I’ve uncovered something in the histories that may change everything! I know that sounds grandiose but just hear me out, and quickly. Before the great cleansing was ordered by the overlords there were a great many species on this planet. This is common knowledge. However, in all my years of research I have never come across a Creature as curious and ambitious as this one. I can’t believe I have on...

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New Discovery

“We have recieved new information from Earth!” the alien said.


Since the 30th century, the planet Saturn and Earth had been exchanging information about various things unique to their world, hoping to someday create a path to both worlds. This piece of information, a journal entry of a 10 year old human child, was invaluable information, especially since this creature, the cat, was already extin...

There Be Cats

Life in the slums of Terraxia is just as you might expect. It’s dank. It smells. And it’s populated with the usual assortment of cretins, low-lifes and, opportunitsts just trying to make a quick mark. Uriah, a bright eyed boy of ten, strolled down his favorite alley. It may have looked like all the other alleys that populated this part of the city, but this one had a book shop nestled in a dark co...

The Cat

I flipped through the pages enthuastically, that unknown animals weren’t like humans, but they were so interesting, so different. I loved reading each and everyone of the descriptions of each animal, but one particularly catches my eye. The picture showed sobering similar to a tiny dog, but the ears were shorter and pointier, the snout was a shorter as well, and the tail was long and skinny. I rea...

Legacy of the Divine Cat

In the corrugated shadows of a ruined metropolis where nature’s voice had long been silenced, Julian wandered in search of remnants from a world now vanished. In this dystopian future, non-human animals had been erased from the annals of life—a casualty of mankind’s relentless ambition and technological conquest. Yet, amid the desolation, faint whispers of a bygone era still clung to the crumbling...

The Cats in the Book

Elara had always loved old books. The way their pages smelled of time and ink, the way their covers told stories even before she opened them. So when she found an ancient, leather-bound book in the dusty corner of a secondhand shop, she knew she had to take it home.


That night, curled up in bed, she flipped through its pages. It was filled with illustrations of cats—sleek black ones, round-faced ...

Pets

It was not known how humans had once communicated with cats.


According to AI-generated cat models, they were unpredictable—wild. They could attack their owners at any moment. Every AI simulation failed to make them completely safe.


She closed her eyes, imagining what it would feel like to touch such an animal. A strange sensation washed over her. No. She couldn’t. There was a reason all animal...

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Toe Beans

“Hmmm.” Xion said aloud to himself. He had pulled one of his grandmother’s history books from the shelf and was looking through it. The book felt both sturdy and fragile in his hands. It was big, thick, but its binding was coming loose and the pages were yellowing from age. Nana had said these books had belonged to her grandmother.l, and may have been even older.


Flipping absentmindedly through ...