Armageddon and the Cold Ring
A Drabble
by The Invisible Man

The moon reminded me of a badger that day - what a day for Armageddon.

I panicked, my fear reflected in the eyes of Mother and Sis.

But then we saw it - a cold ring. Mother smiled. Warped windows, a fragile tentacle and noisy trees - the ring seemed like the answer to our prayers.

Sis looked at the sandwich and drank gently. Mother, laughing badly, conveyed similar sentiments.

A sense of deep anticipation ran through my fingernails, boating boldly.

Mother admired the ring's passionate eyes, breath held tight.

Smash!

With help from a sensational blade, the ring saved the world. Phew!
~ 100 words ~

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