It is I, Catmeleon, master of illusion. I cannot be seen, only sensed. I am but a whisper, a thought, floating like a breeze in your mind when you think you are alone, doing that nasty thing you do. “Ah,” you say as you reach down, “there are my marbles. I must have lost them.” Now you shall feel the sting… of Catmeleon!
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