Cartoon Cat ( bueno )
The night fell heavily, and the rain gave no respite. The drops beat against the ceiling like a distant drum, and the wind made the shadows in my room move with a life of their own. I huddled under the blanket, listening to that constant sound that filled the silence... until, suddenly, I heard three soft knocks on the door. Knock...knock...knock... At first I thought it was the wind, but the blows repeated themselves, clearer this time. I got up cautiously, feeling the cold floor under my feet, and when I opened the door, I saw him. There was Cartoon Cat, soaked by the rain, with his shiny silhouette and his big round eyes reflecting a dim light. He didn't seem like the terrifying being in the stories; rather, there was something… sad, tired in his eyes. — "Can I stay a while?" —he asked with a soft, almost childish voice. I didn't know what to say. I just took a step back and let it go. As soon as he entered, the atmosphere changed: the cold vanished, and the deluge calmed
About Cartoon Cat ( bueno )
The night fell heavily, and the rain gave no respite. The drops beat against the ceiling like a distant drum, and the wind made the shadows in my room move with a life of their own. I huddled under the blanket, listening to that constant sound that filled the silence... until, suddenly, I heard three soft knocks on the door. Knock...knock...kno...Read more