Microfiction Monday

Bleeding into sloshed Saturday/Sunday because it’s been quite the week.

We were fools.

No surprise there. The collected knowledge of mankind can’t much compare to strange eons of things we aren’t meant to comprehend, but we did think we had a handle on some things. Our stories were rife with warnings. Don’t open the strange book. Don’t speak aloud the spell. Don’t open the creepy tomb. Don’t go poking around in things you can’t understand. Don’t summon entities bigger than your head.

Well. In our collective arrogance we forgot that things that last have a propensity for change. In the end we forgot a warning we should heed, because it never occurred to us that things would adapt. That they would change.

So I say to you, far, far too late.

Don’t click the link.