“There’s a yak. The thing is huge, as tall as a windmill. I’m asking it about the used bookstore down the street. The one with the green exit doors. So this is where it gets weird….” Larry pauses to recollect the thought.
“Not weird at all. You fell into a MC Esther print. Did you take the upstairs to the basement or fire escape to the roof?” Penny hates the dream game.
“I’m talking to the yak and this hand appears behind him. It is closed like there’s something in the hand. The wrist flicks up and marbles fly everywhere!” Larry moves his hand to demonstrate. “Then this Viking goddess starts winding a old phonograph that plays a song about doing absurd things to achieve impossible things. Oh, the goddess has only a head and arms.”
“How do you know she was a Viking goddess? Maybe she was part of a dance troupe. Would a Viking goddess have a record player?” Penny knows this is the way it goes every time.
“You’re right. She would have done kind of stringed instrument… Wait, she’s a goddess. They live forever.” Larry stumbles on reason.
“Good, you figured it out. Don’t sleep again, please.” Penny answers “I have tried the absurd and haven’t accheived any impossible results.”
Written as part of a challenge details are available at https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2016/12/04/writing-prompt-189-bonus/