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Wednesday, September 24, 2014

Today's #flashfiction #TheLargestPuppetShow

“What hath science wrought!?”
Bill Nye* #quote


         Tomorrow is my costuming club. I'm going to try to remember to discuss with them a neat trick Dad and I discovered while armor making to get around using fiberglass for resin and body filler and such. We put wire mesh on aluminum foil. The foil prevents the resin from seeping through the a wire mesh performs the same function that fiber glass does in supporting the resin. We haven't used a single mold in making our plastic costume armor. I wonder if anybody else has done this trick. While doing research on costumes neither one of us has heard of anyone doing this. Anyway onto the flash fiction!

The Largest Puppet Show

         A god took puppeteering as a hobby and decided to create a grand show. His name couldn't quite be put in the credits too easily as his name was unpronounceable by humans. Also his show would not be attributed to him because his audience would not know his show belonged to him at all.
       He chose puppets not of cloth, but of water. They did not have vibrant fabrics coloring them. They all held a pure white. People pointed up into the sky at his puppets and would say,
      “I think that one looks like a bird.” or “That one looks like a hat.” or “Looks like it's going to rain.”
       And sometimes his puppets would turn black and rain and shoot the most violent thunder instead of talking. They walked across the sky instead of a stage as he pulled them with the magic strings of his godly power. A breeze that pushed his puppets along his path was a light pull. A massive burst of wind a large tug.
       Sometimes his audience loved his shows with his puppets and all the rain the puppets brought to the world. The shadows they cast and the cool air his strings and their presence brought. Yet some shows the audience of humans would hate. When he tugged his strings the hardest and tornadoes formed and pulled all the puppets of the sky around the humans hated his show.
       He saw the shows the humans liked, didn't they love the climax? The action scenes?
       The god keeps puppeteering to this day. He may never understand his audience and the art form he peruses. He may never understand the consequences of his performances. It may just be best to watch the show.

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