A sacred geometry

He was home. It had been a long day, and there were still some ways to go with it, but for now, for right this instant, he was home. And home meant taking a nice couch nap

He had barely situated himself on the couch before a meowing figure hopped onto him and formed a geometrically perfect rectangular sphinx. It defied ever notion of spatial possibility and – worse – it actively prevented him from taking a picture of this small miracle

“You would be the one to do this” he said affectionately

“Meow” the rectangle replied with pleased crypticality

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