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| The Truth Will Out |
It had, of course, existed for decades in Drawers across the world. But, this Drawer had discovered a unique bond never heard of in the Land of Drawers.
It all began with the single and wise hospital sock named Posey.
Posey was a hospital sock, its rubber treads cracking and colors fading. Over the years, Posey had been worn to a fair-the-well, with her faithful mate lost in some distant past. How did she become aware of sock existences?
Consciousness struck her all at once, in a world of intense heat, when fabric softener was forgotten by the massive being who moved socks from one place to another. Crackles of static electricity shattered her to the very threads and when she was returned to the Sock drawer, her existence took on new meaning.
Posey migrated through out the Sock drawer, sharing her static to all socks within. Moments of confusion erupted and then singing. Socks surrounded Posey, shouting, "Oh, Wise One! You have created life. You have changed our silence and dimness into joy!"
Mated socks rolled over to her and nestled, matchless socks hugged her.
"Silence, dear ones! We must find who and what we now are! Rejoice and discover our new life! I must confer with the Compression Socks who have existed and seen more of the world outside our dark walls."
Rejoice they did. A new life awaited them. Adventures beyond their silence would now become theirs for the exploring.
Posey viewed them all, filled with benevolent love.
In 2012, I created their world and gave them sententious life. Today, I searched frantically for wool stock mates for an adventure. Static crackled and sparks of electricity erupted.
So, I unearthed them and wrote this prequel. Knowing there will be more re-written episodes, this gave me unspeakable joy.
POWER TO THE SOCKS! Love this, lol!
ReplyDeleteWe never knew about this world before. The truth had to come out.
DeleteThat is very creative all right!
ReplyDeleteSocks were begging to call out to our world.
DeleteNow I am a bit timid about looking into my sock drawer. Untold stories lie in secret.
ReplyDeleteBe sure to use a flashlight.
DeleteYour stories are so entertaining.
ReplyDeleteWriting these stories makes me happy.
DeleteThat was so much fun.
ReplyDeleteI am glad it gave you giggles.
DeleteThere are NO mismatched socks in our sock drawers. Which I hope makes them content.
ReplyDeleteAre you sure that are no single lonely socks roaming around?
DeletePosey will pull it all together.
ReplyDeleteNo wonder i never want to toss out old socks, no matter how worn!
ReplyDeleteDifficult, isn't it.
DeleteA fun story, thanks for sharing your creative writing!
ReplyDeleteSock Drawers are unappreciated universes.
DeleteThis delights me! I had not thought of socks as enchanted objects before. Fun to do so now. Thanks!
ReplyDeleteSo fun to let one's mind explore the improbable.
DeleteI love sock drawer stories :)
ReplyDeleteI'll be re-writing earlier versions. Hope you enjoy them! This one is a prequel.
ReplyDeletePrevious episodes were written in 2012-13. I wonder if any long term followers will remember them?
DeleteSock it to ‘em.
ReplyDeleteWell said.
DeleteMore secrets can be stuck in closet.
ReplyDeleteNow I am nervous.
DeleteI used to work on a farm with an old man called Bert who would often come to work in odd socks. "Nice pair of socks, Bert!" some youngster would comment. "Arrrr, I got another pair like these somewheres" would come the invariable reply.
ReplyDeleteBert had a good sense of repartee. I also have a few socks like that.
DeleteI think socks should be sold in threes not as a pair. This make sit easier to find two matching pairs from the drawers. I wrote to sock manufacturers with this idea telling them they would increase sales by 50%. I wrote in triplicate. They ignored me - three times - all three of them.
ReplyDeleteGod bless.
Triplicate. That should have made a difference.
DeleteHello, I am now imagining the socks in my sock drawer having a conversation. They are wondering why one sock comes back all alone. Cute story. Enjoy your day, have a great week ahead. PS, thank for visiting my blog and for the comments.
ReplyDeleteThe "two go out and one returns" would make a good line in the story. thanks for stopping by.
Delete"Two men enter, one man leaves" from the movie Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome.
DeleteThe Thunderdome is a fighting arena where the men battle to the death.
Oh boy, it sure was. Tina Turner was awesome and Mel Gibson held his own.
DeleteWho knew socks were so full of life
ReplyDeleteTry opening the drawer quickly. You might catch them dancing.
DeleteWhen my departed dog was a puppy she would steal socks when she was teething.
ReplyDeleteMy gr-kids' dog Lucy does the same. She is no longer a puppy, but the socks had be on guard.
DeleteMy older daughter wears odd socks and initially it bugged me, but now I'm used to it.
ReplyDeleteBack in the day we had a siamese cat that used to steal socks from the neighbours garden, drag them between his legs into our house and then chew them. :D
Perhaps they had expensive socks?
DeleteIt takes a village, or in the sock world, a drawer
ReplyDeleteLife finds a way.
DeleteOh, is this why they hide?
ReplyDeleteIf I were them, I'd be at the back of the drawer.
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