“We have every kind you want. Every length. We can tailor one for you. Custom-made.”
The prospectors nodded and ambled across the display, hands clasped behind their backs. It wouldn’t do to knock anything off a peg. You never knew what could unzip itself from one of those. Bounty, sure. But just as possible was war. Or flood. Or plague.
The proprietor smiled. Not quite reassuringly. The merchandise was safeguarded against accidental activation, but there was no need to divulge that trade secret. It was best to keep a customer unsettled, a bit in need.
“Do you have any for, say, the ocean?” A woman in a too-tight herringbone suit and utterly-too-high heels, dared to voice the first request.
“We do,” Zip-location’s manager nodded sagely. “We can zip to a hurricane, or a shark-attack. Long one here would take you to the Mid-Atlantic. Last time used for the Titanic.”
For Crispina’s Crimson’s Creative Challenge #62
Thanks for a such a refreshing postβ€
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Glad it was refreshing … I just hope it wasn’t Mid-Atlantic in the winter kind of ‘refreshing’ … π
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Don’t worry! It was refreshing to read it on a early winter morningπ
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π Good! If you see a shark, swim FAST! π
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Love your treatment of this. Brilliantly inspired π
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Your photo, my dear … π I just zipped along … π
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Truly, I thought I was pushing it this time. But the response has been good. π
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Pushing is not a bad thing when it comes to creative stuff … π
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Yea, I keep stepping outside my envelope. Naughty little letter me! π π π
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Given that I tend to insist on not being put into boxes, myself, I understand you. π
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