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What scared me the most was the glass box. It looked to be at least five inches thick and heavy. Very heavy. I shuddered at the thought of lying in it.
Like a fire cold. Like a spiral straight to nowhere. Like a lost arrow. The seed never grows. We missed out on another. Time to find one another. Can’t let it go, let me go.
#bestofopuss. Cut back the grass. Until there's no more. Pack up your suitcase. And deadbolt the door. The green and the blue. Now brown and black. There's nothing to do. And there's no way back.
His face went red as he double over in pain. Smiling, Anna walked away from the white coats and towards the vessel. "I'll get you for this" The white coat squeaked behind her. Anna flipped him off.
Eugene closed the book and yawned. He stared at the cover. A man floating through space, giving birth to a tentacled child through a slit in his forehead.
#opussweeklychallenge It was the summer of 1953 When they came for us, you see They had observed us for many, many years Fascinated by our lives, our ways, our fears They wanted some of us kids for...
One night I dreamed that I was in bed, awakened ever so softly by a whisper and soft lips. I open my eyes to see him. A strange other-worldly face with a soft universal smile.
One day I'll fly in a starship A million light years away And fly around the moon and back Then arrive home in less than a day . . . . . . . . . . /\ . |||| . .
Cut back the grass. Until there's no more. Pack up your suitcase. And deadbolt your door. The green and blue. Now brown and black. There's nothing to do. And there's no way back. Pull out the plug.
In my black and pink tutu And my red Jimmy Choos I want to ride a Zebra All the way to Venus Moons With a Capuchin beside me To keep me in good check I wonder who will be there.
By-TRAIN Now that she's back in the atmosphere With drops of Jupiter in her hair, hey, hey She acts like summer and walks like rain Reminds me that there's time a to change, hey, hey Since the...
I woke up from my coma and they said that twenty years had passed. I knew not what happened to me as my memories were fading fast. I could not move an inch as I was strapped down on this bed.
#zipandzong. Zip and Zong were in space, flying to Nebular One. But Zong wasn't very bright, he never turned left at the Sun. What with Zip pregnant and about to give alien birth.
Far from home. No-one he knows. Children he trusts. For their innocence. His neck extends. From another land. His big brown eyes. Bring many smiles. A heart of kindnesses. Hunted by blindness.
He's the last of his kind, The only of his race, He travels by himself, Through all of time and space. No one knows his name, An absent, lonely man, He travels round the galaxies, Often without a...
There was a shudder as the transport vessel docked with the Alexandes. The airlock opened and Malcolm was greeted by a gust of stale, recycled ship air.
"Name?" "Malcolm Cox" "Age?" "33" "Okay, seat F6. Your room key will be handed to you when you arrive on the Alexandres. Have a nice flight, sir." "Thank you" Malcolm smiled.
Today was the day. Today was the day Malcolm had spent 10 years preparing for. 10 years of scrounging up the required funds to pay for the journey of a lifetime: A return trip to Jupiter.
There once was a girl called Libby who lived in the woods and was best friends with a bear!. One day that bear died and Libby was devastated and was very lonely..
"... ake up....... sir, wa........ sir, wake up!" "Gaah!" said a young man, perhaps eighteen years old, maybe nineteen if only a glance, shooting bolt upright in a seating position.
Far far away across the galaxy, An astronaut drove a yellow rocket taxi. An alien waved him to stop, Got into the taxi with a hop. "Where are you off to, my friend?" The astronaut smiled.
A spaceman came travelling In a spaceship small and neat He flicked a switch altered his pitch And landed in my street I stood and watched and wondered What it was doing here Then it's door crashed...
Isn't there a better way to travel to the stars. Wouldn't it be fun to strap a rocket to our cars. Take off from your local airport. Must get clearance first. Then off we go up and away.
So I'm here at the galactic airport waiting for our flight, its been 3 hours now and all we done is absolutely nothing, well apart Lucy, who has been reading the same fashion magazine for the whole 3...