This little fella sure lived up to it's name. Let me explain...
Once upon a time...
I spent a very long time trying to make this captured marble. I'm pretty sure it hated me. I used a random assortment of rings, all quite munchkin-ier than the rings I used for the Truly Captured Marble.
The rings were much smaller, which let me make a "window" in the front-- while securely held, the marble was able to move. Whenever I wore it, I couldn't stop fiddling with it. The marble moved. Thus it was named "Escaping Marble." It never really escaped. It only tried to. As I said, it moved.
Thus it was doomed to half-escape and moving for a whole month.
Thus it was doomed to half-escape and moving for a whole month.
Then I wore the necklace to a dance, got it tangled in my hair, and instead of doing the rational thing and going to the bathroom to untangle it, I yanked really hard. And broke it. Go figure. And now I can't get it back together. Go figure.
And so the marble truly escaped.
The End.
(Thankfully I snapped some pictures before the necklace was doomed to the painful death of yanking.)
In all its pre-yanking glory. |
Escaping marble, Captured Marble, and a little trapped bead. |
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