The making of the thing didn’t happen without provocation. A certain gathering had been made, and people try to impress people in gatherings, particularly those of the elite kind. In any case, the thing being made had intricacy involved, references were made within it, and the overall effect, in the end, was quite funny.
“What did you make?” someone asked the maker, laughing.
“Just a joke, you know,” laughed the maker right back.
Within the community, it was quite a masterpiece of a satire, when all was said and done.
They all chuckled, laughing, grinned, giggled and looked at the thing.
It was a small rock, one populated with green stuff (the maker called them trees). There was a vast amount of blue, and apparently, that was water. Somewhere in the corner of the rock, a species of animal was busy with fire, as if it was the most interesting concept in the world.
When asked, the maker said, “It’s funny now, but give it a few thousand years, it’s going to be hilarious.”
Down on the green rock, the species of animal was busy with the orange flames and the fact that you could grow plants to suit your purposes.
Quite a clever little joke.
Written by Tanvi Chowdhary
Image by Sanna Jain