It was one of those things they keep in a jar in the tent of a sideshow on the outskirts of a little, drowsy town. One of those pale things drifting in alcohol plasma, forever dreaming and circling, with its peeled, dead eyes staring at you and never seeing you.
- Ray Bradbury, The Jar
2 comments:
Wonderful.
Can a single utterly ambiguous thing inside a jar be multifarious? If so, this is.
Perspicacious fellow that I am, I note that there is a 'project' tag here...color me hopeful.
Thanks, RM! Definitely going to be a series.
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