On bended elbow it crawled toward me as
I beseeched for mercy. Cowered behind the towering shallows
lest it could read my mind.
Testing willpower to its limits, it played games… The dirty kind.

‘Resistance is futile.’ Its voice did say.

‘Why?’ asked I.

“Because… a Mars a day helps you work, rest and play.’

A bit tongue in cheek, but a fun one for:

dVerse #Meeting the Bar
G-Man’s Friday Flash 55

Author: Daydreamer

I live on a beautiful island in Atlantic Canada and design custom made candles

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