I had previously put this one out over on FREE FICTION FRIDAY, but there’s a lot more of you here, and I didn’t want you to miss out.
There’s also a small teaser from WHO KILLED THE HUMANS in this email today, so I recommend checking that out, too.
Five days remain for this freebie ^
The WHO KILLED THE HUMANS? news is this little excerpt from the story OLMEK, which is about a kitten who can remember his past lives, and some future ones too.
Olmek waited until the humans had stopped the truck, then tucked himself into a deep recess in the boot, behind the equipment and supplies and cameras. He had cleaned his paws and face as he waited, and leapt out at the earliest opportunity. He was a young kitten, barely ready for the outside world, slim and dizzy in his movements. But something had drawn him here, some distant meowing at the centre of his brain, a distinct mew that no human ear or mind or soul could hear. It was older than humans, carried on wavelengths they had evolved to ignore.
This was not an accident.
“Visit me,” the cat said. Olmek had felt compelled to listen. Whether through naivety or loneliness he had heard a mother in the cat’s soft voice. Someone was out there away from the cruel city, out in the crueller desert that still ravaged mankind and their creations, the desert that still erased and buried and uncovered in equal measure. The desert where Olmek was certain he would die if he didn’t drink soon.
His fur was ginger and white, the stripes bright and noble against the shifting desert sands. The humans had noticed him and tried to capture him as he leapt from the truck, then given up once he scrambled far enough up a sand dune. Now they would leave him to die, turning inward to their pointless digging.
If only they followed me, Olmek thought. They would have found something.
Note: Price will increase in March, meaning it is cheaper to get it now.