Millenniums ago, I had been cursed to become a statue. And
now I think, it’s a blessing.
They had taken parts of my hands, they had forever closed my
It’s a blessing, I say again. At least I don’t have to see
my mother Earth dying. At least I don’t have to see some of my brothers die out
of hunger and others feasting on fries. At least, I don’t have to see the pain
and disgraceful state of the world which, once was such a gracious place.
When I saw it for the first time, I thought it was some sort of stupid building made for show. But it was during a windy summer day when I finally discovered the secrets beneath it.
It was there, in the middle of a uncannily deserted road, burning up in the sun. I was messing up with it, trying to find the “mysteries” behind it. It was then I had found out the swirling stairs hidden beneath this structure leading to the place of highly technological place of giants. And guess what? They had giant phones and came over here at midnight to charge them!
I am really sorry for this stupid little tale. It’s actually a part of a larger series called “Discoveries of Jos, Far and Wide” I’m so gloomy that can’t really use my words well. Thanks for reading!
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“Who’s put up
this stupid sign here, eh?” asked Joe.
Century, huh?” I read the odd sign post, “Maybe there’s a time machine behind.”
“You and your
stupid sci-fi stuff!” said Joe putting his hands on his hips, “Perhaps a geek like
you has set this up!”
said, “It’s silly and odd.”
“Geez! Just the
thing you’re expecting after a long afternoon walk! Curse that man who has put
this up!” Joe spat on the ground and checked his watch, “Goodness! It’s already
4 pm and the movie starts at 6! Now where do we go, eh? Jos? A guess?”
“It’s just 3:46
pm. Your watch’s fast.”
Wrong! Both of you are wrong! It’s 15 hours 46 minutes and 32 seconds now!”
It was a high,
wavering shrill voice, much like hitting hammer in a metal can. It came from
I and Joe
exchanged a glance.
fit some kind of recorder here,” I said, “Maybe a prankster like you, Joe.”
think so?” he said, sounding impressed. “Let’s check it out!”
He grabbed my
hand and pulled me towards the backside of the sign post. It was all very
ordinary… except a clock sitting right on top with googly eyes.
“What’s that? A
silly clock” I asked.
Wrong!” it started but Joe interrupted.
“You are wrong,
Mr. Clock! It should be dong, dong, dong!”
“I am not a
clock!” said the clock (or so I think it is), “I am a great marvellous Time-Porter
from the 22nd century.”
I let out a
small chuckle and said to Joe, “A neat hologram with a perfect sound recorder.
Nice work, I say.”
Wrong!” It shouted again, sounding seemingly angry. “I’ll show you what I can
For a few
seconds, there was an eerie, uncanny silence. And then came the ticking of
clocks, growing louder and louder every passing moment.
Suddenly came a
noise of the blast of glass. Joe’s and my watches had broken. The whole sky
echoed of ticking, as if it were thunder. It was all deafeningly loud. We
closed our eyes and pressed our ears as hard as we could.
“STOP IT!” Joe
yelled at last.
And somebody or
something who was in charge of all this drama heard it. All the noises came to
I dropped on my
knees… and slowly opened my eyes.
“What… was this?”
I stammered, though I doubt anybody would have heard that. Shock had taken my
In front of me
were odd metallic dome shaped buildings with buzzing drones in the air. Not a
tree, not a breath of life. Just metal and metal everywhere.
“I’ve moved forward in time,” said the Time-Porter, “We have to the end of the century.”
Thank you, Karen and Josh for the What Pegman Saw challenge. Thank you for taking us to a different part of the world every time! This week we’re there in Cardenas, Cuba.
Changes Left Unchanged
For most people, Stone Castle was just a stone castle as the name suggested.
But for me,
it was more reverend than Jerusalem itself.
It had been
almost nine decades since I’ve been staying there. I’ve seen the seas change,
the trees change, the houses growing and the animals going.
myself change with time too. My youthful face is now scared and lined and my
back is now hunched and my silver beard sweeps the ground.
thing has remained unchanged, untouched and unshaken. The hole on the wall from
where the pirates once passed and from where the great reverend dragons, my
ancestors came to light up this castle.