“It's a dry
heat.”
Lucifer*
#quote
I wonder how
many people think ahead and bring soap to meteor showers. Anyway onto
the flash fiction!
Temporal Television
“Rewind back
to the Romans!” yelled deity Harold, the easiest thing to call him
since his real name is unpronounceable by human mouths. In fact
everything they say is being approximated from a language beyond mere
mortals.
“You always
want to watch reruns with mortals on any world,” responded his
brother Chad.
Harold defended
his rerun love, “Mortals are funnier when you know what's happening
next. It adds a whole new layer of comedy.”
“It makes it
boring.” Harold. The two gods sat on cloud-like couch made of souls
in apartment with walls made of materials that bent space and time
itself. Their heads appeared like alligators with many more eyes and
the neck melted into a torso and legs with otherworldly flesh that
took the form of beautiful purple tapestry. Instead of normal arms
coming out of the tapestry, tentacles came out, however they ended in
green hands. Chad held the remote firmly.
Chad then said,
“Personally I think this present is boring on this world. I want to
fast forward or flip channels to a different world.” Their massive
temporal television spanned their entire view from their soul-couch.
“Will you not
let me rewind because I said Shakespeare was dumb and didn't let you
rewind to watch his play?” Harold asked.
Chad started
fast forwarding the temporal television to humanities future. “Y'know
what? Yeah, if I can't have my Shakespeare, then you're not having
your Romans or Genghis Khan or whatever stupid drama you want to
watch again and again.”
Harold then
said, “Sorry. I didn't know you like him that much. Guess I was
trying to hog it. Let's watch some Shakespeare.”
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