posted on Feb, 15 2008 @ 11:54 AM
Planet xv253
Reaching down to pluck a solitary strand of blue green grass from the top of the hillside, Marina placed it into her mouth gently and began to suckle
the sweet juicy flavor as if it would be for the last time.
The team would return tomorrow if all went well with the mission schedule.
6 months she thought and still alone. Not a single soul had she encountered on the strange blue planet.
Abandoned adobe style buildings had been her security, her home. Always plenty of clear blue skies and an abundance of herbs and wild roots to fortify
her tall thin frame.
Deciding she should have worn clothes today as the winds whipped swirling around her sun tanned naked body.
Fall was in the air and with it the knowledge that she would soon be returning home, half a light year away...
Marina began the long walk back to the center of the adobe structures taking note of the snow up high on the mountain peaks in the distance. It was
from the mountain peak that her journey had begun on this beautiful lonely planet.
Almost as if holographic images ,she saw in the distance in the center of the small town a large band of people walking with what appeared to be
colorful blankets wrapped around themselves toward where she had made her temporary home.
Like a mirage in the hot dessert sun the figures began to slowly fade as she got closer to their now fleeting images. The sound of drums beat like the
rhythm of the heart, barely audible, and then disappeared like the images of the people before her. They were the ones that had drawn the pictures of
her craft on the walls of the caves nearby.
Gathering a few branches of dried sage brush for her evening fire and cup of tea, Marina walked into the deserted yet ancient cities. A small adobe
dwelling with a modest round earthen fireplace in the corner of the one room house was were she made her home.The temperature was always comfortable
and it protected her from the monsoons that came in the late summer months.
Deciding to hit one of the many hot springs before returning to pack her bags for the return home she headed towards the now crimson sunset to the
largest of the springs to luxuriate in the clear clean sulfur waters.
Making a cup of herb soup and hot tea, she sat with her note book and made the final entries for debriefing with her crew tomorrow.
Marina felt tears stream down her cheeks as she wrote about this planet in her final entry. It was in her opinion they had also suffered the same fate
from the passing comet debris. An entire race of troglodyte people, animals, birds and insects gone within one life cycle.
Planet xv253/Negative for life.
Fin
[edit on 15-2-2008 by antar]