Early afternoon.
Running away as fast as you can from that dreaded house, you finally run out of breath. Frost mist is coming out of your mouth, and you feel it might begin to snow. You find a bench and sit down. Looking down on your leg, you see that you are unhurt. The crocodile must have got hold of one of the wooden bench-legs inside the building and missed yours. Calming down with the egg on your side, you let the soothing effect of trees take you away. Coming back to reality some time later, you realize you need to make a new decision.
Should you open the egg? You are well aware now that it might be a new Pandoras box. Should you throw the egg away and go have a drink at the nearest pub and forget about everything that has happened this morning, assuming that you actually are capable of forgetting? Or should you simply keep the egg, without opening it?
2 comments:
There's no point in just keeping it... Open it I say!
open the egg!
Post a Comment