I was a bit stumped on what to write for this one, until I noticed the table's green surface. Green equates life in my head. I can't tell if the table has mesh top, but it reminded me of the picnic tables at a former workplace, and I let my imagination go from there.
|PHOTO PROMPT-Copyright-Melanie Greenwood|
Word Count: 100
They say strange monsters that roar at each other and crush hapless young ones with their crockery. They believed their caves were safe, surrounded with moss and visited by friendly, multi-legged creatures.
She believed their caves were boring. She believed the monsters were just like them, only bigger and less intelligent. She spent hours watching the gigantic beasts relate to each other.
They behaved just as she and her sister did. They didn’t notice her, but why would something so big even see a world as tiny as their own? That’s fine. She noticed them, and that’s all that mattered.