The Black Cat | Short Story
Once upon a time in a small town, there lived a young man named Sarman. Sarman was a solitary figure, known for his introverted nature and love for books. He spent most of his time in his modest home, surrounded by his vast collection of literature. One stormy night, as rain pounded against his window, Sarman found himself engrossed in a particularly eerie novel. The story was about a black cat that brought misfortune to anyone who crossed its path. Sarman was captivated by the tale, finding himself drawn to the mysterious nature of the feline. Suddenly, a loud thud came from his doorstep. Startled, Jonathan rose from his chair and cautiously approached the door. As he opened it, a gust of wind rushed in, revealing a small black cat huddled on his porch, drenched from head to toe. Its fur clung to its frail body, and its golden eyes stared up at him, filled with a mixture of fear and longing. Without hesitation, Sarman scooped up the cat and brought it inside, determined to provide it