Sunday 1 March 2015

Hiacinth

Hiacinth: interjection. The word hiacinth is a relatively uncommon greeting formed by the contraction of the phrase "hiya Cynthia," which is itself a contraction of the phrase "How are you, Cynthia?" Because of the specificity of the target audience for this greeting, even the most qualified linguists have not come across the word without having a Cynthia and a relentless innovator in their social circle.

Fragment XX

Lady Catherine looked at Lady Catherine. Neither of them could believe themselves. In fact, neither of themselves could even believe either of themselves. Mr Bingley watched as Mr Collins floated towards the Lady Catherine in her space-mansion, unable to control his own movement due to the mansion's (or was it Lady Catherine's?) gravitational pull, but unwittingly able to contradict almost all the laws applicable in space that should have turned his head into a giant turnip.

Just at that moment, the entire company froze again as they noticed another Mr Collins floating from the other Lady Catherine's porch in their direction. He was wearing a clown costume and had a pineapple instead of a nose (although the latter detail did not make him markedly distinguishable from the former Mr Collins anyway). The two Collinses were floating towards each other, the expressions of each reflecting some sort of new-found divine love and just when it looked as if they were going to crash into each other, they both thumped into some invisible barrier, making them look like two unintentionally perfect mimes.

A crack went up, down and sideways throughout the barrier, spreading out as far as the eye could see in a matter of seconds. Charlotte looked at Mr Collins reproachfully.

"Now who's going to pay for this?" She demanded, "Don't you know that even in space, the most holy rule of all is 'you broke it, you bought it?'"

But she did not even finish speaking when the cracks filled the entire plane in front of Mr Collins and it burst with a giant crash. Babbage laughed.

"It appears we have ran into a magical-mocking-mirror," He explained, "It reflects whatever is on the other side in a particularly grotesque manner."

Mr Collins looked at a shard drifting off into space, reflecting the earth off in the distance. But, to his absolute horror, the reflection was completely accurate...

No comments:

Post a Comment