Friday, 26 September 2014
Flash Fiction Friday: Arrival
As it's Friday I'm flashing, with a little sci-fi for a change
Staring into the night sky I watched as the strange light, which had just been hovering for about an hour, crash down in to a field less than a couple of miles away. Stunned I ran from the house, in just jeans and Stetson, jumped on the nearest stallion and rode as fast as I could towards the crash site expecting to find a small aircraft, and possibly casualties in desperate need of help
What I didn't expect to find was the strange cylindrical object, glowing with a strange purple aura, half embedded in the earth and surrounded by virtually naked figures.