4- Shrinke ~ Joe_king Says -

The sign on the velvet-draped booth in the corner of the carnival read:

It only looks like a giant because you’re standing too close to it. Your Stature: Literally.

"I want to know what it means," Arthur demanded, pointing at the sign. "Is it a discount? A magic trick?" 4- shrinke ~ Joe_King Says

Arthur realized then that it wasn't a trick. It was a perspective. He started to run toward the edge of the rug, ready to explore the jungle of the carpet fibers, finally small enough to be truly great.

Joe King sat behind a desk cluttered with miniature clocks and oversized thimbles. He didn’t look like a magician; he looked like a weary accountant who had seen the beginning and end of time and found it slightly tedious. The sign on the velvet-draped booth in the

Before Arthur could ask what that last one meant, the room began to expand. Or rather, Arthur began to descend. The floorboards turned into vast wooden plains. The legs of Joe King’s desk became towering mahogany pillars.

"Wait!" Arthur squeaked, his voice now sounding like a frantic cricket. "How do I get back?" "Is it a discount

Arthur looked around. A single dust mote floated past him, sparkling like a diamond. For the first time in his life, he wasn't looking down on anything. He was looking up at everything.