CLIMBER: "Wow! What a view! But...I should probably start down before it gets dark. Then again, it would be great to camp out up here and wait for the sunrise. Hmmmmm, what to do...what to do......."
It jubilantly bounces down into the town.
Down streets and alleyways.
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...where it skims along the water and sinks.
Down, down the penny plunges.
It drops so deep that the water gets dark. The penny experiences fear for the first time, since the darkness reminds it of countless pockets its been in.
It falls downward past denizens of the deep into an undersea vent.
The penny continues its downward journey through ever hotter magma. Finally the brave little penny, which traveled so far to get here, begins to loose its shape and melt. At the very moment it's about to break up and be lost forever, something happens......
Up in the sky above the sea a shaft of light appears.
Something reaches down into the Earth for the penny.
Time is reset to half an hour in the past.
CLIMBER: "Should I stay up here overnight or start down now? Hmmmm...I'll flip a coin."
THE CLIMBER HESITATES, STOPS TO ADMIRE THE COIN.
CLIMBER: "Naw....It's such a beautiful little penny. I might drop it. I'll just pack up and head down."
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Hope you can finish this. I'm intrigued on what happens to that penny.
Does it land on head or tail!? I MUST KNOW!
that's a funny post,man.
Brilliant, Eddie! I love these kinds of stories where the character or object somehow ends up in a bunch of different places by accident.
thanks,
Will it end in the pocket of Chigurgh of "no country for old man"?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mhXJcfczNIc
Heads or tails seems so all-important until you're immersed in magma.
This reminds me of the stories from a strange and memorable book called "Metaphysical Stories for Children. It included tales from the POV of: a block of ice, carved from a glacier and sent to an icebox, to keep food cold...it ended up melting into a puddle on the sidewalk once the owners got fresh ice. It was terribly afraid, especially when it began to evaporate; but once it became a cloud, it was very happy.
Another one was about a stick of gum, and it was pretty gruesome to hear of that poor fellow's feelings as he was masticated. He ended up having to watch horror movies from the inside of a mouth, when the owner of said mouth fell asleep in the theatre. He was so relieved when she woke up, thinking she would close her mouth and spare him from the big screen...until she stuck him to the underside of her chair. He might remain there to this day, watching an endless parade of frightening fare. Poor, poor little gumwad ;__;
I like this story because it has a happy ending. The part where you said the penny was afraid because of pockets, is what took me right back to those stories.
g.b.: Yikes! What a scary scene! It reminds me of the scene in Treasure of the Sierre Madre where Eli Wallach toys with Humphrey Bogart.
Kelly: Haw! geez, there must be a whole genre of stories like this!
Brubaker, Frank, Joshua, Roberto, Pappy: Thanks!
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