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Joined 08-05-10, id: 2482311, Profile Updated: 03-19-11
Author has written 2 stories for Naruto, and Harry Potter.

Curdled milk once was divine. Now pulpy and half-solid with disfigurations was once a cup of something sweet and soft to drink. A child's absent mind and wandering hands (and his determination to conquer himself) curdles the milk, softens the semi-solid fruit to inedibility, stales our water. The sole purpose of a child - Why, when has one not disfigured such delicacies?


A short, brief and yet somewhat "personal" description of me? What is there to possibly say? I'm just one amongst millions of members of this site...

I'm not a very friendly person by nature. I'm not about to start sending people chain-link messages or following the stupid "copy and paste trend." I'm not going to be saying anything personal, but I'll let everyone a glance into my reservations and disposition, agreed?

I attend school, wear glasses and have never gone for longer than half a day without a book. I'm never seen at school without a bulky backpack that's bound to cripple my spine someday and my beverage of choice is water. I believe in practicality. I read.

For anyone who bothers to read profile descriptions, I'd prefer being called Meri. Really, just that - if not even that, then shorten to Mer. But I'd much appreciate either of the two rather than Pry.

Thanks.


"I do believe," the cat did say, looking up from its saucer of milk, "but I do believe you're quite right. Harken! This is quite divine!"

The mouse climbed up the slope of butter, left small dents in the aluminum foil. "Now, Mr. Cat," he called. "Have you any sweetener to your drink?"

"I need not sugar," the cat said, and anger bristled at his whiskers. "Sugar, you say? Sweetener? Why, no, mouse. I need not sugar. Not now nor ever - and never must you say so again."

"Mr. Cat," said the mouse quite plainatively. "But you make an ill guest, I fear. You must take a stick of butter with your milk, if not much else. Or crackers and cookies - Mrs. Thomson makes the most perfect scones."

"Mouse," says the cat at last. "I need not sugar, nor butter nor biscuits to sweeten my teeth. I need nothing to take the edge of my milk away from me. I want not a way to dull the taste of this sweet milk. Neither will I ever seek to dullen the taste of anything I eat with trivial luxuries."

"Need you not, then," the mouse scurried down the butter to open a tin of sugar. "To eat sugar sometime alone?"

The cat smiled a forgiving smile. "I want not to dull my edge at all, mouse. 'Tis all, but 'tis enough. You must understand that when you begin to dull your taste, you dull all else as well."

"Very good sir, very good," the mouse nodded. "What will be your dinner?"

"I hunt my dinner," the cat smiled a predator's smile. "The milk, you give me. I have no way to hunt for it. But of the flesh I partake in - you must not coddle me with your sweet pork and passive chicken. I fight with life for life - and my meat is all the sweeter for it is so full - I savor the taste of life."

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