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September 30, 2014

The day it all began, the sky was gray and rainy. Orakyla found it fitting that the doom of her people should be heralded by Lightning and Thunder, who were Sky Gods and the most powerful of the deities the People worshiped. The Lore spoke of Demons that rose up out of the Depths, but no mention had been made of Them striking from Above.

She glared at the bright harbinger of Death and shuddered. The Vristmouss shook her head in disbelief. She had been so excited at first when the Map Of The Heavens had displayed the strange new light streaking across it. That excitement had turned to terror months ago when she realized that the light was on a direct course for Gwaedia. What had the Kristlahlia done to earn this fate, that a population of 16,456,208 (as of the last census) should perish by fire, the People had carefully followed every ritual given to them by the Gods to the letter, why had they been forsaken?

She stood tall in her full regalia on the balcony of the Temple of Forgiveness overlooking the Plaza of Atonement. “My people, the Day of Cartonement is at hand!” Her sonorous voice carried across the assemblage. “Repent of your sins, for you go to stand in the Hall of Eternity before the very Gods!”

A huge moan of loss and despair sounded from the crowd her words.

“Within moments our world shall meet its End! Face it with Pride and Courage! Let us Pray. Oh Gods of Light…” She raised her face and arms to the ominous overcast sky embracing it, and the Kristlahlia followed her example.

Two hours later she was shivering in her rain-soaked clothing. Why hasn’t it happened yet? She wondered. Could my calculations possibly be wrong?

An exceptionally loud Crack! of thunder split the air. The clouds above the Temple began to glow with light. Suddenly the rain sputtered to a stop. A huge, howling wind engulfed her, buffeting her body from every direction. Closing her eyes she braced herself for the impact and the flames, but nothing happened.

Bewildered, her eyes popped open. A huge shape was taking form amongst the clouds. A gigantic, gleaming hot disc materialized in the air. It shimmered metallicly and was studded with odd protrusions. It hovered majestically over the Temple. Then slowly lowered to the ground. It landed in the empty fields on the City of Brighthaven’s outskirts.

Orakyla gaped, as stunned as the rest of the People. Her eyes widened as she studied it. Obviously It was no natural object, it had been made by Someone or she quaked at the thought, Something! The huge vessel smoked and steamed for long minutes.

Screech!” An opening appeared in the object. A door slid aside and a ramp extended out. Eerie figures walked strangely down the ramp and the alien beings set foot on the soil of Gwaedia. The Vristmouss was frozen with shock and disbelief. Nothing in the Teachings had covered this!


496 Words in response to Finish That Thought #2-13, 500 word limit, mandatory first sentence, Special Challenge: Include 2 or more of the following:

    1. A map
    2. A number
    3. An alien (or aliens)
    4. A made-up word
    5. A question

I used all of them.
Made-up words: Brighthaven, Cartonement, Gwaedia, Kristlahlia, Orakyla, Vristmouss

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