They came from a jupiter sized ball of black glass
that tightly orbited a small red star
anchored by a huge bolt of lightning.
They looked like obsidian arrow heads
invisible against the stars
moving as one like something in a dream
precise,pure,logical and almost magical.
Their race was rumoured to tap the stars
all of them at once,a little at a time
so they wouldn't be noticed.
Shadows.
A system of ten planets and
something went before them like a sword
and smashed and cut the system to pieces.
in about a minute it was over and they sped away
as the sun exploded behind them.
A horrible yet beautific thing they were,
like that book that said the old ones
walked primal and serene where men do not,
that must be these guys.
A contest entry
- Any form, Any Style, Surprise Me! Prompt Inspiration! by Cupcrazy.
950 points, ended February 12, 2008, 17 entries
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Comments
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Really cool stuff. Great imagery.
A really intriguing end!
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good write
the imagery was very very good in this peice. i liked it. again, god write -
Wonderful imagery and imagination in this piece. Thanks for the great entry. Hugs, Bunny
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