Tansy Undercrypt
Author, Illustrator, Purveyor of Doom & Whimsy


July 31st 2015 in Blather, Microfiction

“The mortal coil can get … a little trippy,” the angel said, laughing. “You’re not kidding,” the soul said. “It got so insufferable so fast.” “The definition of ‘insufferable’ varies, of course,” the angel replied. “Well, I would define ‘insufferable’ as having the world turn on you – having your life ruined by something stupid!” the soul lamented. “Stupid as in ‘something you would never do again’ or stupid as in ‘sorry I was caught’?” the angel asked. The soul didn’t respond. “Okay, here we go,” the angel said, finding the name he was looking for in The Great Book. “You absolutely DO qualify for reincarnation and you have two options for your return!” “Wow! Two options? What are they?” the soul reacted, stunned at the luck. “Well, Walter,” the angel said with a smile but sad eyes, “you get to choose between being a … black person … or a lion.” The former Dr. Palmer folded, holding his head in his hands.

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