Rolls
He immediately noticed the flaw. He prepared his equipment methodically, tool by tool. Parts of it lying on the table did not fit together. They had been torn apart. The green stuff was ripped apart, the white completely disassembled. Red... red pieces were everywhere.
You could sense it through your nose. The smell was intense.
He made a plan. No matter what happened, he would put all the parts back together. Combined, they would become one again, assembled to fulfill their divine purpose.
But how?
There was no common link.
He started with the rice, filling the nori. The first sushi was becoming a reality...
Yours, - 9i7wo2 -
February 2015