Before I could get away it grabbed me. It moved so fast it was slithering along like a snake. The deep red colour cloaked over me. It had nearly devoured me! The last thing I remember seeing before I was devoured was a man cycling down the hard tarmac. Suddenly I woke up. It wasn’t a dream because I wasn’t in my bed. Was I in a dream the red moss had made for me? Although I was hoping that someone had come to my rescue however there wasn’t a high possibility of that given I was in a wasteland.

  What what was this creature on my roof? A four fingered hand? With a face? It’s thumb was bent, like when I put my hand on my hip and it made me laugh. I called, “Hey, finger man!” Its black eyes widened cluelessly. I asked, “Where do you come from and why did you choose my roof?” It gave me a thumbs up to show it understood. It made a noise that sounded like a baby babbling, that made me wonder if it speak back. It lay palm-down, lifted pinky and thumb and flew off like a paper aeroplane!

In the beginning, there was a single solar system far away from here. It had three small planets and 50 suns. As you can imagine, it was a very hot place, however underneath the ground was water which let life live and grow. They were a simple race and worked on instinct. They are now known as the gods because they lived a long, long time; however, these were not the people that created our solar system or any others. It was actually the suns of that small, small planet that eventually blew up and the fragments turned into solar systems … Continue reading 100 Words Number 1