It waited there in the field not zero, twixt mathematical probabilities and uncertainty principles, inert; but able to catalyze a thing that could neither be created nor destroyed. Teetering on the brink of creation it waited, for other particles to grab, to create a resistance to their change in motion, to slow them down, thereby endowing them with mass and energy. In time that mass and energy, transferred in endless replications and myriad applications down through eons would give rise to that which would at last, utter its name. The god particle; waiting for the word.
Higgs would not be born for millions of millennia to come… no matter.
Oonah V Joslin is a new writer. She writes poetry, flash fiction and short stories but is also working on a first novel.