Writing Prompt
WRITING OBSTACLE
A spaceship docks silently at an abandoned intergalactic outpost.
Focus on creating tension from the very start of the story. You do not have to resolve the plot.
Writings
This was the fifth time this month that Graves stopped by Outpost 616 on his patrol for The Outfit. The contract called for weekly check-ins to discourage scavengers from taking decommissioned government technology.
Each trip was uneventful in that he came to an inert outpost with all the power systems shutdown and no active sensor returns.
Today, he knew something was not right when he kept g...
“Commander, a ship has docked at… B18-A.”
“B18…A? Is that right? Have you confirmed with Astral Ring? That dock hasn’t been using since, well it’s been a long time.”
“Yes, confirmed, sir. And you’re right, but it gets stranger. It’s the Shadow Ship, sir. The Zarili Gurja.”
“The Zar? That relic was destroyed years ago. Is there an HL signal?”
“Yes. Hololock confirms it’s the Shadow… the Zar, si...
I waited for you on the darkside of the moon
The heartache of yesterday came way too soon
Now I’m here in sheer nothingness searching
For a love that’s out of this world, I’m yearning
These stars have guided me home once again
The pain of your absence impossible to contain
Silently I grieved a love which never breathed
Sacred romantic potentiality never reached
Lost in the endless ...
It was abandoned dark spooky, no sound. This switched off. The Aunty switched off the gravity switch and all the items just collapsed onto the floor is rusty from the outside battered torn as it was abandoned
Creaky doors scanners out false readings peep however there was a faint side of life
It was hundreds and Libby several years nothing could’ve survived this long. There’s no food to survive. ...
(Not exactly the prompt)
I am not an astronaut. I am not even an astronomer. I was sent to space on a conquest of understanding; to ease a fear.
Technology is not the thing I am afraid of, it is fact that man wants to play god so badly, he’ll try to invent something to make him not feel so human. Ten years ago, I would have never thought past Neptune, there’s a lot to process beyond tha...
10 days since last contact.
My dad was famous around our base for his weekend high jinx. One time he turned up after a particular exciting outing in Commander Crush’s cargo hold. A peace officer dropped him outside on our doorstep. I still remember the smell when I opened the door cause my dad had shit-stained pants. All in all, he was gone 5 days that time. Never 10.
His watch GPS last pinged ...
Starship Free in silent mode approached 30th Street Station. Mills slipped from behind a pockmarked pillar to signal his location. Centuries old, the abandoned museum had folded into itself from war and neglect. Mama had taken him here to play among the rubble. He remembered she told him 30th Street had once been a store for slow metal boxes that moved humans in circles. Mama had been so funny.
S...
"Why is our ship moving?" Aria spoke as she pulled on Jordan's shirt.
Jordan looked over to the glass window to see their ship rotating in a sphere formation towards an empty outpost. He knew it was empty because his mother told him about when he was younger and she would travel in space. She told him about this outpost, Ebon Point I17Y. Earlier that year, he looked through the old photos his mo...
As we land, the sudden notice of bare life catches our attentions.
No light, no sounds, no smells, beyond the space scent of dust and time.
Stars do not twinkle in the abandoned outpost, nor are there any light lamps.
Everything is still, like a lake on a windless day.
Sand mounds spot the area of desertion.
With a hint of light, we spot small stone structures, yet they are completely destroy...
Without a sound
The ship secures
To the outer structure
What endures
Then the reason
For the visit
Not apparent
Not hidden
No one here
Abandoned city
Cannot fear
No one to pity
They rest a minute
Before embarking
For the visit
No one’s remarking...