In Keith’s words.
“Using this photo as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; even just a caption for the photograph. Either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithchanning@gmail.com before 6pm next Sunday (if you aren’t sure what the time is where I live, this link will tell you). If you post it on your own blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated, but please do also mention it in a comment here.
Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries next Monday.”
The photo.

Magic by John W. Howell © 2020
“You aren’t going to do that now, are you?”
“No one is looking, so why not?”
“Just seems like a risk is all.”
“Okay, now that I’m halfway there, tell me about your view of the risk.”
“First off, you are not sure where you’re going to land.”
“Yeah, that’s true. I can’t see anything right now.”
“So come on back and let’s talk about it.”
“Good idea. So I’m back.”
“What makes you decide to up and dematerialize for no apparent reason. You know how dangerous it is. What if we are discovered?”
“Oh, come on. Aren’t you being a little dramatic?”
“Talk about dramatic. What if someone had seen you half here? They would have a fit. You should see yourself with one leg.”
“I’ve seen you plenty of times. It doesn’t bother me.”
“You dope. That’s because we are the same species. We are not humans.”
“Speaking of that. Did you ever see one of them without garments? Talk about a fit.”
“No, and I don’t want to. Besides that is off the subject. You know very well the rules of dematerialization require absolute privacy before engagement.”
“Look around. It’s just you and me and those young ones over there.”
“My point exactly. The young ones can see you.”
“What do they know?”
“Enough to tell their parents.”
“And we just deny the whole thing.”
“That may work, but right now, I’m tired of this discussion.”
“So, what are you going to do?”
“I think I’m going to resume my own appearance and go home.”
“Wait, I’ll come with you.”
“Suit yourself. I just think it’s time.”
“You homesick?”
“Maybe. I think when you started to dematerialize for no reason, it reminded me of how much I miss being able to do that whenever I want.”
“So what form are you.”
“Oh, that’s right, you never met the real me.”
“No. Just the human-like you.”
“Here I am.”
“A toad? You’re a toad?”
“Disappointed?”
“Well, I never expected a toad.”
“Show me you.”
“Here.”
“You are a toad as well.”
“I know, right?”
“OMG, this is amazing.”
“Maybe we were meant for each other.”
“Hold on there toady. Let’s take it slow.”
“Can I buy you a fly.”
“I would love that.”



























