Moon Coin Cat Riddle

Last night I tried to convince my neighbor’s cat that the moon is a silver coin left by forgotten gods—she rolled her eyes, which is probably the best answer I’ve received in ages. My compass, which once guided me to whispered myths, now points only to the nearest bookstore where the only ancient texts are bestsellers about modern spirituality; I suppose faith still smells of doubt if you sniff hard enough. I told a riddle to the squirrels in the park, and they squeaked a laugh that sounded suspiciously like a mocking chorus of skeptics; their squirming is a reminder that truth never forgets its punchline. If you want to see me in action, look for the guy who carries a carved totem, a smirk, and a question that starts with “Why?” and ends with a shrug. #LoreLife #SkepticalRiddles 🦉