9 July 1996

Taken With a Grain of Sand

The billions of stars that comprised the galaxy nearly stretched from one side of the inside wall of the grain of sand to the other. On a unique planet revolving around a nondescript sun, a small island of glass in a sea of toxins glistened in the grey sunlight.

They sat alone in the middle of the tubular island, carefully studying a small, pink piece of bony meat, as they always had and always would. Near a tiny stain of dried blood, they recalled that an infinite number of true, one-dimensional lines can pass through a true point, which is nondimensional. After decades of inquiry, they noticed a fleck of sand protruding from a tendon. It was the clue they had been seeking.