Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Timed Writing: 2/12/2012
Time: 10 minutes
Prompt: I put that enlightened object before him
Source: Charles Dickens, The Mystery of Edwin Drood
I put that enlightened object before him and he tried to act as though he'd never seen it. He tried, even to appear surprised and impressed at the way that it glowed and sparkled in the darkness. He picked it up, turning it in his hands, holding it close to his face.
"Don't act dumb." I snatched the facetted sphere from him and set it back on the table. "We both know what it is and what it can do. All I want from you is your price."
"Surely you aren't auctioning it off to the highest bidder. That doesn't strike you as... sacrilegious?" Grovener was, in truth, the only person I knew who would be interested in the piece, but if he was interested, there must be others out there. I only hoped that he thought it possible for me to have encountered them. I knew I'd never get the sphere's worth from him or from anyone -- even if its value could be quantified. I just wanted enough to buy my way off this prison and get back to my preferlife.
"Didn't mark you as a reverent man, Grov. You taken up with the 'lievers since last we talked?"
"Corey," he said, using his older, wiser, more-experienced-in-the-ways-of-this-and-any-other-world tone, "my recognition of this object for what it is, does not signify that I would be able to make any use of it. I cannot pretend to have more than a passing acquaintance with the methods of the enlights, so without some time to... test the merchandise, I would be loathe to offer you any but the most paltry of sums."
"Be loathe, then, Grov, 'cause the question you oughta be asking yourself right now, is what it's worth to you to keep it out of the hands of some other interested parties."
"Who else has seen it?" he asked.
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