The rope started to move.
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Everyone followed its serpentine coils. It dazzled with astounding intricacies.
“Wait.”
Looping fibres, clinging to one another.
“No.”
A complex weaving that seemed to debunk all common misconceptions of gravity.
“It wasn’t me.”
I couldn’t believe the way it all connected.
A not-so subtle break.
This little puppet of mine.