Down the road…

Thorton walked down marshmallow lane in his pajamas.  Great, white puffs of sugar lined the road like tree stumps and rainbow gumdrops the size of buttons curved across their sides.  The afternoon sun stretched behind Thorton so he could laugh with his shadow, which made shadow-puppets and mimed nibbling at the side of the road.  In the distance, a bell chimed.  The shadow-puppet faded back into a fist and swung furiously up and down as Thorton began to sprint.  “I’m late!” he yelped, already panting, and zoomed back to the honeyed town like a hummingbird.

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