Every Wednesday we get a new picture prompt for the Friday Fictioneers, a writing challenge graciously hosted by our Fairy Blog Mother Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.
The task of the challenge is to write a story: beginning, middle, and end, in 100 words or less. You can find all the Fictioneers’ stories when you click on the Froggy. Please read, comment, and if you like, join the fun. Everyone is welcome.
Image © Ronda Del Boccio Used with permission for this Friday Fictioneers Challenge only. Any other use of this image requires Rona Del Boccio’s permission.
The planet’s called Herba, which fits. There’s grass everywhere, very tall grass, and lots of it. We didn’t detect any other life-signs from space. I don’t know what we hope to find here, but when you’re ordered on an expedition, you go.
Weaving past these giant stalks feels like being trapped in a cage. The lack of animal sounds is creepy: no birds, no insects, only the gentle rustling of the wind. This is the moment when I feel, not only know, that I am on an alien world.
“It’s very quiet here, isn’t it, guys?
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