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That view, I tell you I’m the lucky one. I’m the first to experience actually living on the terraformed planet Mars. It was my Great Grandfather who was one of the first to start transforming the red dustbowl into something that could sustain life. He and his buddies made several trips back to Mother Earth for supplies, they even mined asteroids for gold and silver, but more importantly copper and aqua too. Great Grandfather was in charge of gathering water from specially created Earth reserves and then extracting the same precious commodity when it was detected within passing asteroids. It wa...
Earth's Worth
‘That’s about far enough,’ he thinks to himself. He strains forward and punches the manual engine shutoff. The low rumble of several hundred gallons of fuel igniting instantaneously to maintain literally gravity-defying propulsion subsides and dies. In the deafening silence that immediately follows, Jasper’s buttocks ease out of the sunken cushions. The contrast is startling; a few minutes ago, his body was submitted to the sensation of weighing three times its usual weight. By some small miracle our protagonist stayed conscious as the Gs delivered their heavy toll, rolling him back and into ...
General: Every year one person is sent to the moon . This year though you hid terror ,it is your turn to enter the Rocket.
Weekly Writing PromptsMr. Prince De-Grant Brempong Tek.0575086991 Email; princedegrant32@gmail.com Email: princedegrant37@gmail.comEvery year one person is sent to the moon. This year though you hid terror ,it is your turn to enter the Rocket. Living in the United States of America, I was trained by the Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT) in the science of Astronautics. I was the only black fellow who was trained in the theory and practice of navigation through air or space. Also because I was trained to travel in a Spacecraft I became an Astronaut and well learned in the theory and...
Don't Wish For A Heart
His eyes were cold and lifeless as he stared at her, as dark as a starless night. "You have no idea who I am, do you?" The lamp slipped off the table, shattering against the stone floor, but neither noticed. She clenched her jaw, tasting blood as her teeth ripped into the inner flesh of her mouth. "Not anymore." Backed against the wall, she slowly reached into her jacket pocket where the comforting handle of a knife sliwww.onedoor.ccpped into her palm. "It's been three years!" he screamed, his hot breath stinging her face as he drug his fingers down his dry face. "Three years, Ella! Do you know what I've ...