Crimson’s Creative Challenge 112
Prison. What a great way to end 2020. And why?
“Ms Carpory, you are charged with the irretrievable destruction of twenty cubic meters of the Universe. THIS Universe. OUR Universe.”
But it wasn’t intentional, I didn’t know. No one said not to throw the stone. I mean, it was a puddle…
True, there was a fence around it.
And a dense screen of guards.
“What’s that?” I asked.
“A split in reality,” the youngest guard said.
“Oh yea?” I laughed. And threw the stone.
BANG!
Happy New Year.
And mind those puddles.
crispina kemp 
Haha! Go out with a bang!!
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That’s the one! 🙂
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Oh my… mind the puddles, indeed. Then again, maybe we need a rock or two thrown in….
Happy and healthy and prosperous and love-filled 2021!
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I thank you, Dale, and wish you the same. 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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lol great take. 😉
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Thank you
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Ms. Carpory should have learned from dealing with the Asars and their offspring not to meddle with strange things!
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Yea. I thought I’d give her a brief outing before her official launch 🙂
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