“A little
water never hurt anybody.”
The Wicked
Witch Of The West* #quote
Today I visited
the King of Clowns. He told me an awesome joke. But it was really all
in the delivery so it'd be kinda of lost to tell you here. Anyway
onto the flash fiction!
Life Of A
Text
“How R U?”
Taylor typed into her phone. The button is pressed and the signal is
sent. Not a simple line to a destination but a wave stretching
outward. Words turned into a sea of sorts that an idle observer would
see as static. But among itself and those that know its pattern they
would know the simple message. The message that travels through every
kind of thing. Air, grass, water, animals, the magma in the Earth,
buildings, even peoples brains. And as it passes some tower on a
mountain that tower sends the signal again, stronger, so that it
expands with a greater reach to the stars. Then among the stars it
travels again when a satellite “bounces” it back.
A message
turned into waves. The traveling sea that eventually reaches another.
The friend responds, “Fine, u?” and another sea expands through
the world.
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