Literature
Shatterglass by eight 0f hearts
It had survived things that no mug should have had to endure.
It had been dropped off cliffs, plunged into radioactive water, used to hold questionable substances and once travelled several hundred kilometres after Pilot tied a helium balloon to it. It had been thrown at Snippy countless times. It had suffered the indignity of being sat on by Engie after the Captain left it lying on a chair.
It had never been washed in its life.
But in the end, all it took was one little nudge, and the mug – the great, glorious mug – was reduced to a few shards of broken ceramic and a spatter of sad-looking tea.
It happened like this:
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