Sometimes I am really cruel to myself. I decided I would tell an ‘Illusion’ short story, for the weekly theme from SidevieW, but that I would do it in rhyme. Not only that, but I would do it as a ‘Flash Fiction – 100’. Here are the hundred words:
The Great Mystico the million had counted,
In study of his host;
When certain that it correctly amounted,
He said, ‘We’ll drink a toast –
‘My “Vanish” illusion I’ll now explain
For payment I have here,
But, take this warning, you’ve little to gain
When I have made it clear.’
The millionaire smiled, ‘I’ll be the judge of that;
What you tell, I can vow,
I want to know, but keep under my hat.’
‘Right, then,’ and Mystico arose with a bow:
‘That my “Vanish” illusion is an illusion,
Is an illusion, quite!’
And then, in conclusion,
Magic’ly vanished from sight.
As a bonus, here are three of my favourite Op Tickle illusions. The first serves as a heading (note, there are two words there), the second drives one dotty and makes one’s head spin, and the third illustrates why the same colour looks wrong in different parts when one is adjusting photos on Paint or similar.
© Colonialist November 2013 (WordPress)
Like I need to become dizzier…
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I have gone all wobbly looking at those illusions
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4 in one, well done Col
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Thanks!
Trust me to do it all in a rush, like, when now there is a whole week available!
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hehehe, keep at it, you work well under pressure
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Awfully good illusions. 🙂
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FUN POST and poem, Col. Loved the optical illusions. I haven’t seen these ones before.
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I hoped I had picked less usual ones.
It so often emerges that what we see and what really is are quite different things!
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