Humans have always explored their world, pushing further away from the familiar to explore new regions and new ideas. It should be no surprise then, that when humans gained the abilities to explore the stars their eyes looked up with wonder and they focused their attention and efforts solely on the attempt to establish contact in outer space.
But humans should have been more careful; they should have been more wise. They should have explored their world better to understand the dark places they never accessed. Because we live in the dark places, and have been in contact with the stars for a very, very long time. The stars are our allies and have always been.
And they don’t like the humans.
Death stood next to the dog and said, “it’s time to come with me.”
“But my human. What will she do without me?”
“She will be sad for a while”, Death replied.
“I don’t want her to be sad. I want her to play always and be happy.”
“She will grieve for a while, but death is a part of life, and humans must learn to move forward through the sorrow.”
The dog thought about this while Death waited patiently. “Was that my purpose then? To help my girl learn this lesson?”
“No,” Death answered. “Your purpose was to bring joy and love, and you did that very well.”
“Was I a good boy?”
“The very best boy,” said Death.
“Stories that start ‘Once Upon a Time’ are tricky; if you’re not careful, readers will expect them to end with ‘they all lived happily ever after’” the old man said.
“Or that they all lived to the end” the girl replied.
“Or that they were even alive to begin with” he retorted.
When the “watch out for Pegasi on the roads” signs went up everyone breathed a sigh of relief, even though it did raise awkward questions with the tourists.
The man walked, a journey of 1001 days through forests, deserts, and fields; past towns, villages, and grand cities. He travelled alone, speaking to no one, over mountains, across oceans and seas, and through terrible, twisting caverns until, finally he arrived.
“Oh Great Sage of Life! Grant me your wisdom! Tell me the secret to living forever!” he boomed, importantly to the hermit in the cave.
“You stupid fool!” came the reply. “I am the Great Sage of Taxes. You wanna know how to do your taxes? I’m your Sage, otherwise, clear off! And stop and ask directions next time you great buffoon, you look like an idiot.”
“Welcome to Earth. What is your purpose here?”
The alien paused. “To discovered what happened to the previous dominant species.”
The alien smiled. “Of course not.”
The android paused. “The answer does not compute.”
It used to be my job to build and place the tiny temples and shrines in the fields. It was quite easy, pop up the little houses, put the roof on, place in the appropriate spot and on to the next.
Because I enjoyed the challenge of Inktober, and because I can’t seem to take a break, I decided to try my hand at writing #microfiction for #NaNoWriMo2019 this year
“Hello! Welcome to Hell! You must be new. I’m sure you have plenty of questions. We have a new resident information session beginning in 10 minutes followed by a tour of the grounds, if you’re interested. Otherwise, I’d be happy to look you up and see where you have been assigned.”
“Sir? Please come back sir! Don’t be alarmed, don’t panic! Everyone feels the same way when they first arrive! Don’t worry, this is exactly where you’re supposed to be.”