Kaleidoscope

a very short story…

The first time he peered through the tiny hole, magic was released. He turned the end of the tube and raised it to the light. Without effort, broken pieces of glass, like captured stars, created a prism of colorful patterns. And for just a few moments, he had found peace. Such a simple device, the kaleidoscope, all made from cardboard and shattered dreams.

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