Wednesday, August 22, 2012


Mare Serenitatis

“Sometimes it sparkles, sometimes it glows,” the magician said, looking distracted.
“What is it?”
“An orb.”
“Does it kill?” asked the kid with a strange smile on his face.
“Of course not!”
The kid frowned.
“It’s useless then.”
 “Look, go read that book of spells,” said the magician hoping the fat volume would keep the kid busy.
But the kid didn’t even look at the book. Instead, a loud thump was heard.
“I knew it could kill!”
Later, it was extremely difficult to distinguish what was the orb and what was the head of the magician. Conclusion, a sparkly mess.

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