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WIoM WC Lit Entry: The Musings of Randall ClarkeRandall Clarke fidgeted, his many layers of clothing flowing with him around his average bodily shape, and returned to his leaning stance against the lamppost. It must have been amusing. Randall had barely been there for five minutes but to other people who may have perceived him, the guy might as well have been a presence forged and weather beaten over many years. He had unkempt, barely straight hair of a charcoal colour that was the constant subject of Randall’s hands. The length made it difficult to keep removed from his eyesight and ticking the lashes above. The eyes themselves, irritated by the antics of the hair were of a glaring hazel and an unusually vast pupil. The colour was hardly noticeable, but observers were often drawn into the confusing illusion, perhaps mistaking him for one of the deceased. A particularly crisp dusky breeze forced the eyes to close, and an elongated face with a thick layer of brownish stubble was forced to scrunch up and shield with futility aga
How It Began"God, your two o'clock is here."
"I have a two o'clock?"
"He's been here since 7:45. I figured it's only polite to... sir."
God sighed. "Fine, send him in."
While He waited God cleared His desk of papers and blueprints; no need for outsiders to see His plans. Soon enough the door to His office opened and God stood, smiled, held out a hand towards one of the two visitor's chairs.
"God! Great stuff you're doing in sector 2-7-0! Great stuff!"
The man's hands were clammy, his handshake limp. Rumpled suit, porkpie hat, briefcase... oh Jes-- oh dear, a salesman. God's smile slipped a little but He soldiered on gamely. With luck He could shoo the poor guy away in a few minutes.
"So, what can I do for you?"
The man sat, briefcase across his knees. "Sector 2-7-0! Everyone's talking about it! What do you call it? Man and merman?"
"Man and woman, actually. And thanks. But we're pretty busy around here, and..."
"Oh! Right! No time for the wicked, eh?" The salesman winked and popped his briefcase,
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