Rachael’s challenge was a hard one this week! I’ll let you go to her link to read all about it if you wish, but I’m going to assume that if you read my story, you will pretty much figure out what the challenge is: to use four particular words (and a fifth in the title!) in a story of 200 words or less. I’ll let you guess what those words are. Click here to see a list of the Words and their Definitions.
And, of course, because I like to make things nearly impossible for myself, I decided to try to stick with my personal “challenge-theme” and keep it in the picture book format as well. (ugh.) AND, it’s 200 words. (!!)
His Precious Imago
Once upon a time there was a man. He was an insecure little man who didn’t have much. But the one thing he did have was an imago.
The imago was huge. It was so big, it overpowered the man. It controlled his every move. The man gave all this power to the imago because he thought his imago was very, very important.
When the man looked at the imago, he saw his father. When he looked in the mirror, he did not.
The man did not like this. But when he wondered why he was so different from his father, as his imago clearly showed, all he found was a lacuna. It was an oscitating lacuna. The lacuna seemed to oscitate beyond what he could understand.
And when the man looked at the lacuna, he suddenly realized that it was filled with poisonous miasma.
And he knew the miasma could kill him.
So the man turned away from the miasma and the oscitating lacuna, and he let go of his precious imago, and to his surprise it floated away.
And in a moment of sychronicity, he turned, and glimpsed himself in a mirror.
And there he saw his father.
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