My mother loved shows about space when I was young. The final frontier they called it then, where people boldly went. I dreamt of stepping foot on that frontier too, of bathing in the light of an alien sun.
We built ships to carry us to other stars - one last giant leap for mankind. I prepared to meet others like me, who dreamt of distant worlds.
We didn't know we were the last to arrive. The frontier had been won, and we found only the bones of those who came before us.
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Ash Taylor
Lover of fantasy and all things whimsical. Currently studying Writing and Publishing at UNE in Armidale, Australia. Living on Anaiwan land.
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A great cliffhanger to end on. You have me invested and wondering what's next. Awesome job!
I'm with Donna, I want to know more! 😁 Brilliant bit of storytelling, thank you 😁
Ash that was a great read! I love the unexpected twist at the end! This felt very much like a nice set up for a bigger story!
Ooh, that gave me a shiver!
I really enjoyed the twist at the end.