fly me to the moon - open, joining

There were a lot of things that Split didn't know. But he did know that he didn't know a lot of things, which made it very easy to know everything. That's where folks got all tripped up, thinking they know stuff they don't. If Split found something he didn't know, he just had to figure it out! And he was very good at figuring things out.

Which is why Split had followed the land-ladder over the ocean for so long. The little kitten didn't know what a train was, had never heard of train tracks. But he did know what a ladder was, so upon finding the crisscrossing pattern along the dirt, he knew exactly what it was. He just didn't know why anyone would have a ladder on the ground.

And so he toddled along, a bit slow in his chubby youth but managing all the same. The ladder was sunrises long. It never ended, not even when Split could see larger land growing in the distance in the middle of the sea. He needed to find the end of this ladder. If he could get something this big to stand straight up into the sky, he might be able to achieve his dream.

But also he would need some help, because Split was very small and increasingly tired. Once he reached the island on the other side of the landladder, he promptly flopped over in a fluffy round lavender ball and mumbled, "Sleepy." He had probably earned a small rest since he was about to discover the answer to a great mystery. It was tough being so smart and so small.

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