Thomas' Third 360th Story

1.         360.      Once upon a time, there was a nowhere.  And there was nobody.  And there was silence.  And there was nothing.  There was nothing but a rock – a silent rock.  And the rock rolled and rolled.  The rock rolled with the sound of a trumpet.  The rock rolled through a meadow. 

There was nobody in the meadow.  There was nobody in the meadow but a rabbit – a silent rabbit.  The rock rolled its trumpet rolls, and the rabbit hopped.  The rabbit hopped with the sound of a metal triangle – ding, ding, ding. 

The meadow was nowhere, dark and quiet.  The rock rolled its trumpet rolls, and the rabbit hopped its metal triangle hops, and the dark and quiet moon opened its eyes.

The moon woke up and sang with its guitar voice.  The light of the moon shone on the meadow that was nowhere.  Trees grew up out of nowhere and tried to catch the moon.  And the rock stopped rolling, and the rabbit stopped hopping, because now they were somewhere.

The End.