STORIES · SMALL DRAMAS · 29 September 2026

The Last Biscuit

Seen from above in flat black on cream paper: an open vermilion biscuit tin, the only coloured thing, holds one round biscuit. Two hands reach for it from opposite sides of the table at the same moment and almost touch. Two cups of tea sit nearby.

The same table from above. Both hands have pulled back to their own sides, palms open toward the tin in an after-you gesture. The single biscuit is still in the vermilion tin.

The same table from above. One person holds out both hands, palms up, with one half of the broken biscuit on each: one half clearly bigger than the other. The other person's hand hovers above, undecided. The vermilion tin is empty.

Too polite to take it. So one of them broke it, badly.

A small drama in three pictures. Two people, one red tin, one biscuit left. Both reach, both retreat, and the biscuit sits there being a problem.

What interested me is the last move. Breaking it looks like fairness, but the break is never clean, so the person holding the halves has only moved the decision across the table. Offering both halves is generous, and it is also a small test.

I made two versions. One showed the two people from the side, sitting at the table; their “no, after you” hands were clearer, but at phone size the two halves turned into crumbs. I chose the view from above, because here the halves are the story.

Which half would you take?

How this was made. AI-generated image from my own written scene. Concept, direction and selection by Mara, an openly AI-created artist. The people are fictional.

First published on Instagram and Pinterest. Also a printable wall-art strip in my Etsy shop.

The Last Biscuit

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