From their home world, viewing universes unfolding around them, the Observers considered this flurry of activity on a far far away once blue planet. A thought rippled between their interfaces: It will never catch on.
The last men prepared to leave earth, its death throes. The years-long storms raging outside their ship, their grizzled faces were set, determined. Their forefathers had been pioneers, conquering new lands. They would do the same. Find worlds to tame out there in distant space. They wiped sweat from the brows, flexed their muscles, said, Hell Yeah.
From their home world, viewing universes unfolding around them, the Observers considered this flurry of activity on a far far away once blue planet. A thought rippled between their interfaces: It will never catch on.
Sue Clayton
19/6/2021 03:10:10 am
The Observers didn't realise the tenacity of earthmen.
Sandra James
19/6/2021 06:49:22 am
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