Book of Kitten: Preface & Chapter 1

Preface

And on that day, and in that very moment that the evening meets the morning, she decided to sit next to the white keyboard. She told herself that everything was indeed not funny. But it truly was. And on that day Discordia came into her heart. And on that very moment, she consulted the prophet, and her name was changed by the almighty Cod from Anne to Kitten.

Just small days later she was a Saint. And so the Book of Kitten began.

Chapter 1

And on the eigth day of the first month of the eighteenth year before the birth of the almighty Cod, in the morning amidst the pains of labor, a small child that was to become a disciple of Cod was born into this unholy world.

Such was the beginning of the one called Anne. She was born into the world with a tuft of red hair on her head, and sparkling blue eyes. She was also born with profoundly different ideas floating around her head.

For years the beautiful child roamed the earth, confused and disheartened with the state of being. She saw the world through the eyes of one yet untouched by religion, and unmarred by the stupidity of the Americanish public.

The years passed slowly for the girl as life began to touch her and torment her very being. It was not until much later when she realized that she had become what she most feared: human.

It was in the very year of her 13 year of existance that she was first introduced to Cod. Her friend Sarah very nonchalantly told her of the cult, and she went to look. Being of a curious nature the girl called Anne went to look for herself at this marvel of Discordia.

Yet the girl, being raised in American culture, was unimpressed. She refused to take the time to read the lengthy explanations, the profundity of the scripture, and the (ah well, this is lengthy too).

It was not until most recently when Cod chose to take the girl for his own. It was a fateful evening when in a fit of boredom she decided to go back to the cult to look around. She began to read, and was delighted when her style and ideas took shape in the words written. It was then that she knew she had found her place.

And such was the end of the beginning.