Write a story from the perspective of someone in this image (perhaps we cannot see them, but they're there).
I don’t even remember what the sunrise looked like.
We don’t have full days here.
7 hours of sunlight.
4 hours of darkness.
It drove us mad.
At least, it did at the beginning.
I walk slowly across the snow,
the soft crunch accompanying my steps.
The cold, though bitter, has become a constant reassurance.
I can still feel something.
Some of us don’t. Not anymore.
You can see the resignation i...
The landing wasnt ideal, he had to admit that, but after all these years he was home. The Returning hero.
How long they had been waiting for him
Had they been waiting, surely they would have expected my return. Eventually
The ship would take some explaining
He looked out at the icy expanse as orange clad humans began to swarm circling the vehicle.
He bridled, suddenly fearful. 67 years ...
The ship was completely frozen, the cryo-blaster had done its job far to well. I watched as the scientists warily approached the wrecked ship. “Its gone! One called. Its never going to be the same.” One of the scientists inspected the engines core that was made like a humans skin, since their skin absored ice. The engine absorbed the energy! She called. I turn to the cryo-blaster and idea forming ...
23 de dezembro, 17:23 pm
-70° 05' 22.20" S
12° 00' 0.00" E
Estação Darkwall, Polo Norte
Olho para o relógio novamente e os ponteiros parecem não se mover, olho para o quadro em minha mesa ao lado do meu computador, dentro dele uma foto da minha familia, meus dois filhos Jack e Antony e minha esposa Emma, meu peito chega doer de saudade
Meu nome é Michael Tower, tenho 45 anos e sou pesquisador ...
Emily Gray looked at the fallen spaceship. It would take months to repair something like that, and it was the only one they had, so for now they had no contact with planet 24Aew. Some troops arrived asking her what they would do next. “ General Gray, we have already searched the ship for any kind of holoes to contact the motherboard, but they have all been destroyed. What do you plan on doing next...
Wanda shivered a bit as she wandered deep into the UFO, her red suit keeping her protected from the cold and potential radiation from the unfamiliar environment she was venturing into. She decided to walk off alone to observe the control panels at the front, while the other two Oddity Investigation Operators went about the other direction.
Her eyes scanned the eerie ship as she wandered about. T...
I can hear their footsteps getting closer. They’re getting ever nearer to me, these loud and aggressive beings with their threatening looking tools. I didn’t mean for them to find me, this was a trip of learning for me and my child. But they’ve come to close, their intentions are harmful. I’ll assume their shape and when the moment is right, I’ll ensure they never hurt anyone again....
When they called me into work that day, I didn’t think this would be the reason.
I mean, I had to cancel some family plans to see this, I knew it was urgent so I went. As I explore, there nothing in here. Just glowing metal and things I just do not want to touch.
Yet I hear something in there, it’s loud, pulsing, like a heart beat. I’m breathing heavily and almost faint before I can cat...
Everything in cold…
It has been like this as long as I can remember. The chill seeping into my bones, penetrating every muscle, and nerves before slowly creeping towards my heart.
Inch by inch.
I can see nothing, for my eyelids have frozen shut, nor can I feel anything for my fingers have turned numb. All I feel is cold. Every inch of my body is touching something cold… but I know what it is.
The human animal has a curiosity, which, without restraint, will lead it to its death. It has little regard for self preservation once it has seen something which it feels it must investigate. It mainly travels in groups, which seems to reassure it to its safety. Its language is rudimentary. It speaks through the manipulation of what it calls tongue, lips, jaw, and pharynx, to make the vibrations ...
Similar writing prompts
Write a story that takes place in this location. You can write in any genre, but try to match your plot to the setting.
Walking through the forest, your characters come to this entranceway. Continue the story...