Deluge

Little Gemarina Marie Cogsworth-Lumiere
was told not to go into the attic,
was told not to touch the box in the corner of the attic,
was told not to unlock that box
or else.

Well, Gemarina of course did all three
and what came flooding out of the box -
the past.
Out in a great tidal wave -
whoooosshhhhh! -
and it flooded under all the tables,
a bright green sea of words and voices,
little blinking lights distant in its depths.
It drowned the little house where they all lived,
then the town,
the world.
Everybody floating in the water,
up and down in the waves unhappily.

And Gemarina was lost over the horizon,
though she put up a brilliant struggle;
she was pulled from the past out toward the never-was.
So tiny in the distance,
a dot,
a speck,
oh tinytinytiny,
then nothing at all.
Phhhhloop.

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Cogsworth and Lumiere! :p