There is a void that no full bowl can fill. Bruno has known it for seven years.
It is the weight of curtains drawn at the exact same hour, even in summer. Of the wrong weather reports that his human, Teo, writes every morning at nine, gazing at a sky that never matches his own. Of the exact same rectangle of street, viewed from the exact same window, for seven years.
Then, one night, lightning strikes the roof antenna, and on the living room floor, a living, liquid constellation sparks to life for a fleeting instant, calling out to him.
The next morning, beneath Bruno’s paws, all that remains is a blue dust that glows in the dark.
Bruno jumps.
What begins is a journey across eight planets that no atlas has ever described quite like this... a bird that sees the world crookedly, because it's the only way it ever learned to see. A metal dog waiting in the middle of a red desert for someone who said, I'll be right back. And much more, best discovered along the way...
Every planet is a question. The Sun, at the very end, is the greatest of them all.
Meanwhile, in a suburban apartment, Teo continues to fill a bowl that remains full. He fills it at 8:00 AM and 7:40 PM, just as he has done for seven years.
This time, however, he’s had to alter a gesture he once repeated identically. He altered it just so he could keep doing it. Because to stop would mean having made a decision. And certain things aren’t decided: you just keep doing them, at the exact same time, every day, even when the bowl remains full.
The Cat Beyond the Window is Elia Corda's debut novel. A contemporary fable for anyone who has felt their home grow too small without knowing how to explain why. For those who have left. And for those who have stayed behind, carrying a heavy weight inside, keeping the rooms tidy for someone who, perhaps, will never return.
A story about seeking on the outside what is actually missing on the inside, told with the lightness and irony of someone who knows that the heaviest truths are best spoken with a smile and in a whisper.
A short novel with an ending that doesn't hand you an answer, but leaves you with the exact right question.
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Taschenbuch. Zustand: Neu. Neuware - There is a void that no full bowl can fill. Bruno has known it for seven years.It is the weight of curtains drawn at the exact same hour, even in summer. Of the wrong weather reports that his human, Teo, writes every morning at nine, gazing at a sky that never matches his own. Of the exact same rectangle of street, viewed from the exact same window, for seven years.Then, one night, lightning strikes the roof antenna, and on the living room floor, a living, liquid constellation sparks to life for a fleeting instant, calling out to him. The next morning, beneath Bruno's paws, all that remains is a blue dust that glows in the dark.Bruno jumps.What begins is a journey across eight planets that no atlas has ever described quite like this. a bird that sees the world crookedly, because it's the only way it ever learned to see. A metal dog waiting in the middle of a red desert for someone who said, I'll be right back. And much more, best discovered along the way. Every planet is a question. The Sun, at the very end, is the greatest of them all.Meanwhile, in a suburban apartment, Teo continues to fill a bowl that remains full. He fills it at 8:00 AM and 7:40 PM, just as he has done for seven years. This time, however, he's had to alter a gesture he once repeated identically. He altered it just so he could keep doing it. Because to stop would mean having made a decision. And certain things aren't decided: you just keep doing them, at the exact same time, every day, even when the bowl remains full.The Cat Beyond the Window is Elia Corda's debut novel. A contemporary fable for anyone who has felt their home grow too small without knowing how to explain why. For those who have left. And for those who have stayed behind, carrying a heavy weight inside, keeping the rooms tidy for someone who, perhaps, will never return.A story about seeking on the outside what is actually missing on the inside, told with the lightness and irony of someone who knows that the heaviest truths are best spoken with a smile and in a whisper.A short novel with an ending that doesn't hand you an answer, but leaves you with the exact right question. Bestandsnummer des Verkäufers 9798174440784
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