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ditches and mounds. He followed it and followed it as it seemed to roll farther and farther down this never ending hill though never changing it?s speed. As it rolled at this continuous pace down the hill he began to feel himself changing. These changes were small at first, such as a little itch on his cheek or arm. Then he began to feel himself grow larger and larger and his furry skin began to itch violently. The monstrous stone ball continued to roll down the hill and Karl Ward the platypus continued to physically change as he followed it. Then the boulder slowly came to a stop. Karl slowly crawled around and to his amazement he saw standing in front of him a huge mirror. It was tall and gold plated suspended in air gleaming from some unseen light. He raised his eyes to look

straight into the mirror, but he now was no longer looking at the image he had always seen back in his muggy pond. In it?s place was the face of a young blond boy. He was startled and didn?t know who that man was, but his little platypus brain was quick to except this change. He stood there in the same position staring at this luminous mirror, when something caused him to began to move closer toward it. He sluggishly crawled closer and closer to this mirror. When he was only a breath away he reached up with his new human hand and touched the mirror. It seemed to ripple like water and his hand glided through it like liquid silver. He then raised his other hand and slowly slid it into the still flowing silk like mirror. He crawled closer and closer to this mirror melding himself

with it and his new image. As his new body was completely immersed in the liquid mirror a brilliant light flashed and split the silvery glow. He could barely fit on his little stone when he woke up. HE awkwardly slid and tumbled from side to side of the now little gray stone. After a while of this turning he slipped off of his rock and splashed into the thick murky water. He tried to swim but his new body clumsily caught the water and only hindered him more. He began to sink but soon realized that his new larger size would come in contact with the bottom of the pond before he had chance of drowning. He hooked his human hands onto the smooth stones in the floor of the pond and tried to crawl over the muddy bottom, moving toward the shore. The shore itself seemed much closer to him

then it had before as he pulled himself slowly over the rocky bottom. Finally, he grabbed the thick grassy shoreline and tried to kick his legs to push himself over the top. With a lot of effort, he ended up on the grassy shore. Laying there he could feel the soft grass on his smooth hairless limbs and the sun on his back. He lay there for a while, when he felt a slight burning sensation on his back. He yelped and was startled by the sound this alien shell made. He realized then that everything had changed. He never questioned if the dream was real or not. He knew the second he woke up that he was that fleshy form seen in the mirror. He didn?t question why it had happened, he could not understand it so it let all questions pass. Over the next few days he slowly tried to gain

control of this new unusual body. These new human senses were all different. As he looked around things, objects of all kind, seemed to sparkle with clarity. He peered up at the sun and his eyes began to blink from the bright stinging light. He looked away and saw small colored impeding his new clear vision. He slowly started to crawl around on his new knees and hands. Stones dug into his knees and gave began to give him waves of pains. He tried crawling on his now webless feet while still holding the ground with his hands. He soon realized that that position would be impossible. He bared the pain it caused his knees and slowly crawled over to a cluster of gutting stones on the side of a powdery dirt cliff. Behind these couplings of rocks there was a small sheltered inlet where

he could rest now for he had grown tired from all the strenuous activities of this new and unnatural body. He quickly crawled in backward into this little cubbyhole and crouched down. He leaned his smooth face against the cold dirt wall of the cliff and let out an exasperated sigh. He then began to doze off once again. That night his sleep was filled with dreams. Filled with wizzing noises and bright sparkling lights, which whirled round and round in his head. He awoke the next morning sore and tight from his sleeping position. He clung to the outer ridge of a stone boulder and strenuously pulled himself out of his shelter allowing his feet to drag behind him. After he had achieved this, he lay on the soft moss, which surrounded the outside of his little shelter. Laying there