Prism Stomp

I scrambled down from the top ridge of that triangular glass prism and eyed the smooth slate saucer under the potted jade plant! Sprawled right across the wet gravel was a thick, braided metal key fob with a heavy chrome disc dangling off the end. No hesitating—none! I grabbed that shiny metal loop with both hands, hauled it across the gritty tiles, and dropped it flat across the bright rainbow beam splashing off the glass. Clink! The chrome disc sliced the violet stripe into two razor-sharp arcs that flared straight onto my boots. I planted my heels right over the split light, popped my chin up, and took a bow!