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Triadic Tales - The Ball - Short Story (Part Two)

Triadic Tales - The Ball - Short Story (Part Two)PART ONEPART THREE

The Veil little Alice longed to penetrate led to one of many similar waste spaces, filled with flitting objects whose common trait was their circular form.  They varied in temperature and size. 
Balls extracted from this dismal nothingness were easily defaced in the probing hands of inquisitive children. 
The morose woman in the little house jumped. 
She saw Alice move rapidly toward the darkness. She saw Alice thrust her arm in. She saw Alice emerge with a greenish gray ball, small enough to fit her little hand.  Immediately, Alice dropped the ball to the ground.Alice's mother knew the ball must be one on which life once existed, a rare and valuable treasure. It was balls such as this to which Metropolis owed its present evolution."It's icky, Mama," Alice cried. "I don't want it." She raised her little foot to crush it.
"No," her mother said firmly, scooping the ball up with consu…

The car abets obesity / The girth is there for all to see

The car abets obesityThe girth is there for all to seeThere is but one clarion callCars should be peripheral
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