The Unicorn Challenge: The Maze

After three hours and forty-seven minutes, fifty-eight seconds, not forgetting the seconds, in seering heat, with not so much of a drink between us, we reached the centre of the maze; open space at last after corridor after corridor of leaf-lined runs that mostly led to nowhere. At one point, we seemed to walk up and down up and down up and down identical-looking pathways, only to reach another dead end only to have to go back down and up down and up down and up to be able to try another way.

They said once we reached the centre, the mouse would clearly face the way out.

And, true to their word, the mouse statue stood proudly, looking out towards the way out, out… to…

The way out.

The way out was the way we’d just emerged; I had to sit and pound the floor rhythmically.

Three hours, forty-seven minutes, and fifty-eight seconds dashed through my mind in a split second.

Reaching the centre of the maze was only half of the journey, and we had to get out the same way in which we’d come.

I stood and followed the group leader through the ‘exit’, down and up and left and right, deeper into the perpetual oblivion of greenery.

Next time, when I’m group leader, I’ll show them how to do it properly. As cats, we aren’t meant to stay together in groups anyway.

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The Unicorn Challenge, from Jenne Gray and C E Ayr, to write up to 250 words on a given image. My mews was slightly off with this one!

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