Okay.
I should have been writing something else, but I saw an old post, and something stirred…. Any way for your enjoyment.
What if…?
“Doomed planet. Desperate scientists. Last hope…. ”
The child ran along the beach, splashing through the surf laughing, and giggling, long dark hair curled and fell in waves across sun kissed shoulders. A simple cloth covered the young child’s loins.
“Callie come to momma” Ebony skinned and statuesque, the African Amazon stood in the shade of the trees. Philippus watched the five year old skip and with an impossible turn of speed alter direction. Callie came to the Amazon with all the enthusiasm of youth. In that split second the three thousand year old warrior found herself lost in memory.
The comet had come across the night sky a red fire ball, a warning to the already astonished Amazons. The women of Themyscira received another shock to their previous unchanging trimillenial civilisation.
It was confirmation. A sky chariot from alien gods. Evil times had come. Philippus had been so sure of it.
What else could this mean. How could any of this have happened?
