Aden Halsey
Bio
A young man from Scotland with stories to tell. Expect some attitude and a twisted sense of humour.
Stories (1/0)
MOTHERSHIP
The old homestead was twenty-five miles north of the New Highland Garrison. An hour’s drive through the scalded stretch of woodland tracks that scattered the northern hillsides, so she told him. She was much older now yet still retained those distant memories of a life long ago, before the coming of the great, black eye and the culling of humankind. She remembered the preeminent strike upon the cliff of battle, and over the edge. She remembered the mighty fall and what fears she felt when the destruction of the MOTHERSHIP was set and the world plunged into darkness, the darkness that grows darker still. She pointed to the weathered map, on an insignificant blotch drawn next the abandoned highway.
By Aden Halsey3 years ago in Fiction