“It’s a magic mirror!” said Charles, the Senator’s majordomo. He aimed it towards the giant city. “In the reflection we can see the origins of things. See? The city of Megapolis began as a farmhouse.”
“Really?” drawled Senator Graves, looking bored.
“I look into it, and see a magnificent peacock!”
“Gimme that!” growled Graves. He gazed into the mirror, grimaced, and shook it around.
“What do you see?”
“It must be broken. It’s not working right.”
“I assure you it works fine,” said the majordomo, checking it again. “Try it now.”
Senator Graves sighed. “No, I still see a tapeworm!”
Written for the Friday Fictioneers: https://rochellewisoff.com/2018/08/29/31-august-2018/