Asta and Evo strolled in silent contemplation of the trolls mocking Evo’s lack of innovation in coming up with a new great product. Evo was a star in releasing amazing products to the market. Well, she was… Until she entered a lopsided phase where every new product received negative reviews unimaginable.
“I’ve always wondered at the plight of Roark’s rejections. Now I know how it feels”, Evo said with a huge sigh. She kicked a stone that rolled and rolled and hit another, which decided to drop dead on a crevice of a large rock. No, no significant snowballing effect leading to some mystical other-wordly event here; the reader may not get distracted. A small tree matronly spreading out it’s branches to make way for shadows bent slightly to brush the rock in the breeze. Evo leaned on its trunk and stretched out over the shadow.
“All’s not over yet. Leave no stone unturned.”, said Asta.
“This is the only stone I can afford to turn now”, Evo pushed the rock slightly which budged slightly aside and back.
“Leave no rock unturned is more appropriate”, Asta pushed the rock with a little more pressure.
“Whhaa…tt is that?!” Both exclaimed in surprise.
There was a man-sized hole now where the rock earlier was, leading into a tunnel!
(… more, when in the next traffic jam…)
Anilicious 