And worked out what/where I’m going to write in terms of these challenges, like a good spreadsheet geek, to spread out a more organized flash working habit.
Not sure why I kept missing them (“doh, closed two days ago”) before now, guess I’m dense.
Now, if someone could work up a challenge that launches on Thursday…it’s an under-utilized day of the week.
Now, while I’m basking in productive mood, I do believe its time for that hair cut.
“So what is it?” Anton examined the unusual device, a constantly rotating metal circle with an hourglass in the center.
“It’s a fourth dimensional compass. You know how a standard compass points due north and south. Well, a fourth-dimensional compass points at the beginning and end of Time. The Big Bang and the End of Everything, I guess.”
“Why is it spinning?”
“It’s pointing at a direction that can’t really be expressed in three dimensions, from our standpoint it’s in perpetual motion.”
“Then what does that mean?” Anton pointed.
The stately rotation of the compass was slowing to a halt.
100 words. For this week’s Friday Fictioneers prompt:
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