Nothingness With Twinkles… Oh! But What Twinkles!
The kind midget twisted the lemon for juice and pulp. A click drew his attention to a fold in the drapes… is this a joke, he thought?
A twinkle from behind the fabric lit the stitching in shiny neon-like light. It sped and shimmered forward into the air.
Around the kind midget flew flowers and red grapes in temporary light– bright then dissipating, its disappearance an injustice to the sense of sight.
The kind midget had lemonade and thought about imagination.