Crazy George they called him. His strange ideas made him seem so, his latest just another example.
“There’s an Einstein-Rosen bridge* in the pond,” he claimed.
Everybody laughed. There wasn’t a bridge over the pond. That didn’t stop George. A few came to watch him jump headfirst into the pond. For a few minutes witnesses watched amused before pulling him out.
Taking a gasp of air, “Too small! Only my hand crossed. Proof!”
Over the next weeks, science journals reported discovery of a new species. Its DNA was unlike any on Earth. It was named xenophylum** Georgiensis after its discoverer.
* An Einstein-Rosen bridge is more commonly known as a wormhole. It is theoretically thought to be a “shortcut” through space-time.
** xenophylum – “xeno” from Greek meaning foreigner or stranger. “Phylum” in biological classification, it is one order below Kingdom. Xenophylum was used to represent an alien life form.
Legend tells the people The Great Beast had ruled since the beginning of time. The Beast was the keeper of darkness, the one who stole sunlight from the sky.
Legend also taught the coming of The Star Child would return The Light, “He who is so chosen will defeat The Great Beast.”
When of age, The Star Child ascended into heaven. The sun streamed through and sunlight returned paving way for all to reach The Light.
In The Great Beast’s world, dad called out, “Turn that light off. We’ll have moths everywhere.”
For the people, darkness returned as they awaited the next star child.
Vera knew her husband could at times be forgetful. She worried he might forget their silver wedding anniversary. Silver often found its way into conversations.
“Jared, have you noticed how my hair has turned silver over the years we’ve been married? Do you remember we first met on the Queen’s Silver Jubilee?”
She only hoped he took the hint and was pleased when, on the day, he handed her a box, “This is gold. It’s our silver anniversary.”
Jared smiled as he kissed her, “Silver is second place at the Olympics. My love for you has always only been first.”
Mila was proud of her latest litter. Six puppies would mean hard work but she was experienced in puppy raising.
As Mila watched her puppies at play, one caught her attention, “Hani, tail chasing did not help. You won’t catch it.”
Hani stopped his chasing, “Mumma, it’s not the chasing. If we aren’t willing to try the impossible, we don’t grow.”
Mila, looking to her other puppies, heard a muffled call, “Mumma!”
Turning, she realised Hani was destined for greatness. He sat with tail in mouth.
In time, Hani grew into a rescue dog renowned for his bravery and willingness to go where others wouldn’t.