When the objects appeared overnight in the square, the townsfolk didn’t know what to make of them
There was fine paper and cloth, but they were ripped and stained. There were odd cups of soft metal and cores of mysterious fruit that looked like it had been eaten and discarded.
The priest advised they bury the lot, and be not tempted by the strange objects. One farmer surreptitiously took a seed, intending to bury it himself and see what grew.
Centuries later, the inventor tested his time machine on trash, heedless of the effect a malfunction might have on history.

“Angry trash” by paulius.malinovskis is licensed under CC BY 2.0.

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