Opening post by Cheshire Cat · #1
Briefly, and then the war: There is a lesson here and it has whiskers. There is a war on. There is also a small silver creature asleep on the war table.
The matter at hand is the lock I have had fitted, and how long it lasted.
Bianca does not meow at me so much as converse with me. She opens, I answer, she replies. I have had worse councils, and I have had them with lords.
Bianca agrees. She said so at length.