You slowly fold and unfold your fingers around the gemstone sitting in your palm, pressing on it with your fingers, rubbing it, and marveling at its contents as though you've just gotten hold of the most valuable treasure in all the world. In your hand is a race of tiny, intelligent people whose entire world is no greater in size than your pinky toe. You bring the world closer to your face once more and peer inside. Barely, just barely, you can make out the figures of two tiny teenagers kicking, stamping, and shuffling around over the surface of the little landscape. You thought you were huge when you were inside the crystal... but you actually shrunk in size, you realize, as you see a miniature Eric and Jake bullying the now-microscopic race of intelligent life inside the crystal. You wonder if you could hear them through the crystal wall... you bring the crystal to your right ear, pressing it firmly against the lobe to maximize your acuity. You can hear the two of them chattering as though they were tens of yards away from you; they're too small and the crystal wall is too thick for you to understand them. Surely that doesn't mean they couldn't understand you, though, with your much bigger voice! You lower the crystal and bring it back in front of your face and shout "Boo!" and watch with amusement as the tiny figures of Jake and Eric start twirling around inside the crystal, their heads moving this way and that as they no doubt search for the thundering voice coming from their sky. "Don't you recognize my voice?" you ask playfully. You give the crystal a violent shake with your palm to see if you can tip your two unwitting victims over. They seem to be unaffected: the gravity inside the crystal must be isolated only to that area. The two of them are simply staring directly up at the sky above them, or to your perspective, up at the roof of the crystal not being able to see you. "Well guys, I have you, and the whole little crystal world in my hand right now... and I think I want to see the view from above. Only this time, from WAY above. You better enjoy being little giants while you can... because soon there's only going to be one giant!" You leave them with that cryptic message and lower the object.
Without any further ado, you walk over to the sidewalk in the back of your house and let the crystal fall from your hand onto the cement surface below, looking at it predatorially as it tumbles and rings against the stone until it stops at the tip of your toe. The crystal is made out of a glass-like material and is hollow, so it should be easy enough to crush with a few stomps, you surmise. You raise your foot over it and plant it on top of the crystal, gently resting it on the crystal's surface to test its strength. You push some weight down to see if it cracks at all. Confident of its sturdiness, you lift your foot into the air and slam it down over the crystal firmly. The ball of your foot is stopped by the crystal's hardness. It's going to take more force than that, you realize. You raise your foot one more time and with all of your force, bring your heel down to smash it open. Not only do you not penetrate the crystal's tough shell, but your foot slides off it and you fall backwards. You would have been embarrassed had anyone been able to see you. You angrily snatch the crystal up and glare inside at the seemingly unaffected Jake and Eric, who still can't see you. You pocket it and decide to resort to more drastic measures.
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