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The skies were Cerelean blue.
It was a fine day that the war
finally did end. The honorable
queen was cooling off sitting
in one of her favorite spots:
the bathroom sink.
You see this Queen was a fine
Tabby cat from a long line of
Tabby strays. Yet, being a stray
was no hinderence to her for her
ideals and scrupple were beyond
reproach: Sleep during the day on
whoevers lap you can find and
bother no one. To remain in her
queendom she must lick the ears
of the Goddess when she arrives
home each night. These were the
simple principals she lived by.