Viewer

For Tristan, the city dump was a treasure trove, full of mystery. He would take each sad, broken and dirty thing apart to see how each could be made to tick or whirr or ring. Then he found the box. It was filled with lenses, polished glass, microscope, monocle, magnifying glass and a viewmaster. What Tristan saw through the dark orbs as he clicked the viewer was like nothing he had ever seen before. He clicked more slowly, then crept into bed, trembling.

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