We’re fickle, stupid beings with poor memories
and a great gift for s e l f d e s t r u c t i o n
in west narnia born and raised
through the wardrobe was where i spent most of my days
[drops a hint] [drops a few more hints] [trips over them] [knocks over a table]
the dog days are over, the cat days are beginning
An elegant Ninetales by request.