01 / Opening
Citrus peel
A bright curl of morning, without the alarm.
BEHIND THE EDITION
A little elsewhere.
The map showed Tomorrow just beyond a field of fluorescent daisies. Unfortunately, Tomorrow kept moving. Miso accused the cartographer of poor workmanship. Mochi ate the corner marked YOU ARE HERE, which settled very little.
They followed a ringed planet through pink valleys and over a hill that hummed when scratched. At the summit stood an empty bottle. The planet circled its neck and became a charm; the horizon folded itself into violet, lime and impossible blue. No one had packed a sensible jacket.
Chase Tomorrow never did reveal the destination. It offered something smaller: the feeling that another lovely, ridiculous thing might be waiting. The cats considered this sufficient grounds to continue.