Gremlin was no demon familiar; she was a rambunctious cat with the playful temperament of a kitten. On those occasions when Gremlin decided the Tarot were her playthings, Miriam knew any attempt at a reading would lead to chewed cards, overturned candles, and incense ash tracked across her tablecloth in the form of tiny gray paw prints.
— Chris Dee
World's Finest: Red Cape
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