Invasion – Complete

i. Sarah SOS. Stranded sailor. Hurry. Mind Invasion. “What is it?” The hushed words broke me from my reverie. A tiny, gray communicator rested in my hand, upon which scrolled the impossible message. Over my left shoulder, Flight Lieutenant Ethel Warnsby peered at the device, waiting for my answer. “Do you see this?” I asked,… Continue reading Invasion – Complete

Spawn

Can a soul emerge from a soulless landscape?