Bast cat’s cracke

Bast stood next to it, engrossed in her ball of yarn. She laced it between her fingers to make a rectangle like a cat's cradle. (No, I didn't mean that as a pun, but it did seem appropriate.) "Having fun?" I asked.
"Thought you'd want to see this." She held up the cat's cradle. A video image flickered across its surface like on a computer screen.

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