Comment on Splatter by RichardLeach
Absolutely. And you're on the ladder, you know? Not sitting on the floor or the ground. Hopefully it's the right ladder.
Well, there is that. So many ladders from which to choose these days....
I just had a great mental image of a person surrounded by ladders, all leading up to who-knows-where... And voices! There are lots of voices calling down, and some are happy and some are sad but it's hard to tell exactly which ladder they're calling down from!
A circus of ladders! Either that, or a Dante-impression...!
It feels like a scene from an play... There are two characters surrounded by the ladders, hearing the voices, debating whether to climb any of the ladders... then they lie down, fall asleep... and all kinds of beings descend the ladders and stand over them shaking their heads. Angels, demons, monarchs, beggars, children...
Oh, gosh! It's Margaret's committee!!!
Oh nooooooo! Well... they start to fight amongst themselves. The children flee. Everyone else falls in the battle. All the ladders fall except one. The two sleepers wake, look around themselves wonderingly, then climb the single remaining ladder.
That's about as good an ending as you're gonna get with the committee. And they climb together. I like that.
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