First

[aesmael]

The ground here was rugged, pocked by uncounted craters, exposed directly to the vacuum of space. The temperature swung wildly as the great, burning sun slowly rose and set and the sky was always black. One feature, unmoving but always changing, hung perpetually high in the sky – a blue-white ball.

Now there was something new in the sky. An intermittent flare of light, descending swiftly. It came from a fragile metal container bearing emissaries from the strange world above.

The vessel lands in silence. The two creatures it carries climb out, pausing on their way down to transmit home what will be the second most historic phrase uttered during this mission.

They spread out to explore this new world, moving further and further from their vessel, exploring – or is it play? Eventually one rounds a large boulder and stops, stunned by what is revealed. For there, hidden until now, sit the remains of a craft not their own, surrounded by the splayed bootprints of its passengers,still preserved after the better part of a hundred million years.

Comments

[coniferous_you]

This is totally interesting. To the point where I *need* to read what happens next. That's a lot because this is clearly science-fiction.

And I'm not generally so interested in science-fiction. Only as a sleep-aid, maybe.

*waits patiently*