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Tron* #quote
Tomorrow I'll
be heading to my costuming club and bringing my father's armor. He
was in one of those mock sword fighting organizations when he was
younger. It won't be my father's full suit of armor since I won't
bring the entire suit(the thing is heavy) unless they all tell me
they tell me they want to see it. I figured the club would want to
see it for work on any of their armor they do for costumes.
It's always fun
to clank. Clank, clank, clank. I'll only be wearing the helmet,
gauntlets and neck piece so I'm not sure how much clanking that'll
get me haha. Oh, and it seems I haven't had increased seizures due to
my exercise regiment of walking through the house for a few hours, so
that means it isn't too stressful on my body. That's good news.
Anyway onto the flash fiction!
A Lesson In
Value
“Daddy, why
is gold so expensive?” A child asked his father with that curious
expression that children are both famous and infamous for.
The father
looked at his son, and after a brief moment of thought, and gave him
the simplest answer he could think of. “Gold is rare. Things that
are rarer are more valuable because there is less of it around.”
“Okay, I
think I get it.”
A few hours
later the child held up to his father a sock that he glued various
objects onto, including paper clips, and those little cute, wiggly,
plastic eyes. Staples along with tape was also on the sock. Various
items covered the messy thing.
“I'll take
one million dollars for my Dodadthingie!” the child told his father
with a smile.
“What?” His
father asked, perplexed.
“You told me
that things are more expensive the rarer they are. There is only one
Dodadthingie in the world. So it should be worth lots of money!”
The father
sighed. “Okay, maybe I didn't explain it properly...”
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