#032 Chesire's Pawn

“Who are you?”

“I am your friend of course!” The cat-like humanoid stretches out with a jawn and curls its tail around the tree branch. “Well, I will be for the right price. What’s important is not who I am but who you are.” They seem familiar somehow…

“How am I supposed to know?” You answer wearily.

“Chronology or chaos. Traveller or reader. You shape your own destiny, my dear.” Their mischievous eyes sparkle with delight. They stare out of the page with a Cheshire grin, looking at YOU before they start to fade away.

“Now go out and play.”