The crowd gathered around the old man as he removed the lid of the basket. He put the small wooden pipe to his lips and played an alluring tune. From the basket, a yellow snake slowly rose upwards swaying in time with the music, seemingly tamed and the crowd marvelled.
Everyone morning, she got up, walked out onto the makeshift porch attached to her tin home and watched the sunrise over the green and brown land, not seeing anything else for miles around and that was how she liked it.
Out here on the edge of the world, she didn’t have to hide from anyone because there was no one to see her true form, however that was all about to change.
Her hands stroked her huge stomach, she felt a small kick from the baby, it was almost time and then she wouldn’t have to be alone anymore.
I took my new camera to the beach on Sunday and took some photos. They looked fine on the viewing screen but later, on my laptop screen, I noticed that some of them hadn’t come out right. The people were blurred like ghosts, I was disappointed but I did like the effect.
It had been a close call but everyone had made it into the dock before darkness had fallen. Martin looked at the map again and realized that he hadn’t been wrong after all, the height of the bridge was labeled wrong. It was higher by a meter in real life then the little drawing said, thank God it wasn’t a meter lower or none of the tall ships would have got in, he thought, I’ll change it and then let whoever published this map know tomorrow.
The doors didn’t seem real but she knew they were, for they had house numbers on them and real steps leading up to them, though no else seemed to see them.
She knew that what was behind the doors though were not normal houses but passageways to two different countries not marked on any maps and she had visited both countries now often enough.
Today however, was different, she had a mission to try and complete; the uniting of the two places through a royal marriage and that if everything went perfectly, would stop the thousand year of war between the two countries.
I glanced down at the puddle I had been about to step into and saw the reflections of a plane above and two skyscrapers.
I raised my head and looked about confused because there were no tower blocks beside or in front of me, just some shabby looking houses.
Perhaps it was one of those city street 3D paintings and not a real puddle but as I stepped over it, I felt something pull me back and before I knew it I had fallen into another world were everything was so very different from the one I’d left.