
Indoor Circe
This woman was darting fast but graciously from one side of the room to another in a rush of household fuss. The whole procession of six felines was following her.
I dubbed her inwardly the indoor Circe. I called this young lady like that since I had felt her accompanying mystical aura almost always. But for the most of all I was stroked with her gaze. It had something alluring and mesmerizing and at the same time it had truly a burning coldness.
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