As I sat in the dimly lit café, sipping my lukewarm coffee, I couldn’t help but ponder the thought that had been plaguing me for what felt like an eternity – who am I, really? Was I a soul as carefree as a fluttering butterfly, or was I trapped in a world of concrete and steel, a stone statue of a creature once wild and free? I gazed into my reflection in the mirror that hung above the counter, and for a moment, I was greeted by the piercing stare of a wise and enigmatic cat.

Katie, a creature who possessed the unexplainable charm of a cat, seemed to embody the dual nature that I struggled to grasp. To onlookers, Katie appeared to be a charismatic feline companion to a quiet and quirky young science fiction author named Alice. Yet, as I observed Katie’s behavior, I began to realize that there was more to this journey than met the eye.

As our tale unfolds, Katie walked alongside Alice into the unknown – confronting shimmering rainbow-colored galaxies and familiar, yet slightly distorted landscapes of lost memories, which twirled through Alice’s disjointed memories of school days and hunting across rural woods. As we traversed through a dream, or what might pass for a reality in this enigmatic domain, one aspect remained identical to the feline spirit. Katie journeyed side-by-side with Alice under shifting moonlight, producing tracks that granted omnipresent volume to witnessing eyes alone.