The world didn't end, but for the first time in his life, Arthur felt heavy. He sank. His feet touched the actual ground, ignoring the vertical constraints of the sky. He wasn't a pointer anymore. He was just a man, unclassified and out of line.
Since you asked for a "piece," here is a inspired by that fragment of code: The Pointer The world was governed by a single rule: .ichniUSl . .ichniUSl { vertical-align:top; cursor: pointe...
He closed his eyes and whispered a line of forbidden text: { cursor: default; } . The world didn't end, but for the first