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No matter the significance of a discovery or invention, it is inevitable for humans to get used to its presence in the course of a surprisingly short time and begin considering it a part of their mundane lives. Things once deemed impossible end up being taken for granted, with only a brief period of amazement and a sense of ongoing revolution dividing two eras of collectively perceived banality. Among all the great technological innovations in the history of man, such was also the case with time travel, or at least that of its components which allows for revisiting the past. In hindsight, it wasn't that difficult of a problem – but then everything seems easy to solve once someone finally succeeds. Few categories of human activity remained unchanged after the breakthrough. It wasn't just data collection, criminology, and the study of history that found a new purpose and skyrocketed in popularity; it was even the less obvious fields like treasure hunting, tourism, or simply

A short story where I tried to describe the experience of a truly minuscule little tiny. It was interesting to think about and it's something I might explore more. Content warnings: Microscopic 🔬 Shrinking ✨ Feet 👣 Odour 💨 Sweat 💦 Death 💀 The apocalyptic mass of gross fabric was preceded by a blast of foul air. A strong current blowing across the landscape of the toenail bringing with it the smell of feet. The microscopic little guy could barely comprehend what was happening as darkness enveloped everything a deep rumbling reverberating all around. Then the world exploded into movement again as the girl took a step. It sounded like… music? His eyes snapped open to a bizarre landscape. Skin… as if seen through a microscope stretching across the horizon a cobblestone of fleshy hills and crevices. He held his head steadying himself, panic rising as he looked up. Massive blurry shapes shifting and moving, mostly indistinguishable from his perspective but he could swear