THE GREEN DOT

By John Thomas Tuft

The stranger arrived unannounced, as strangers so often do. He stood in the public square and began proclaiming, “In three days there will come the death of imagination.” People walked on past him, scoffing, “Imagination could never die. That’s preposterous.” At noon of the first day after he had been proclaiming his message for hours, a woman approached. She had a puzzled look on her face. “We don’t need imagination anyway. We have a special book that tells us all we need to know. It has all the stories we need, explains all where everything…