#SciFriday Challenge 8 - The Alien Fire

This challenge is about to write a Duoabble (don't look on the dictionnary, few chance this word exists). Basically, it is a double drabble, in length... The prompts for this challenge were:

- A story in 200 words exactly (excluding the title).

- Staring a teenager,

- And an alien life form

 So... Here is a 200 words story with an alien and a teenager and some other stuff...

 *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*

The Alien Fire

 

I was a young boy when I learned that lesson: “You can look at the stars, but do not wish upon a shooting star. Nothing good can come out of it”.

Before this happened, Man lived in Harmony with Nature. Forest gave him protection, and her fruits to eat; River, her fishes. In exchange, Man nurtured Forest and controlled closely River’s gifts.

Man’s ancestors came from the Sky, from a shooting star. The Old Ones, once, knew how to talk to the stars. Now, Man only looked at them, longingly.

I was the son of Man, Boy. A curious teenager, I played with Forest’s children, Bird and Wolf. One day, I stumbled upon a fallen star. I recalled the stories of the Old Ones when I saw someone coming out of it. The stranger was different in looking from us. Even more interesting was his apparent capability to talk to the stars.

I brought the stranger to my father. He became one of us. The stranger thanked us with his knowledge: Technology and Weaponry.

Our struggle comes from this day.

****

Starship Parthenon, Ol 7634,3. Captain Z’s logbook, entry #6543297.

“Prometheus stole Fire. Escaped on Gaia. Sent Hephaistos for retrieval.”

*******************

I am happy to say this story received an Honorable Mention in the contest ^^

Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: AzTruyen.Top