by Kiara Crane
originally published at 10:57AM on Friday, March 23, 2007

The sun set hours ago, but it was still light in the city; light as day. That was how it was ever since they returned to our world. Light was the only thing that could protect you and so as soon as the sun disappeared all the lights on every street, in every building and down every alleyway came on. It made sleeping difficult, but everyone said you’d get used to it. I’ve lived here all my life and I still can’t sleep a full night. Sometimes I wonder if I shouldn’t just go and try to stop them on my own. No one else is doing anything about it and if I succeeded, well, I would finally be able to sleep. If I failed it wouldn’t matter.

I sighed and dropped my sharp chin into my hands, staring out my bedroom window to the blazing city before me. Beyond it lay the desert and beneath all that sand they dwelled, waiting. Waiting for some idiot fourteen-year-old who couldn’t sleep to come after them. Shaking my head, I was about to close the window and return to bed, when suddenly the world went dark. I froze.




  • from Robotech_Master:

    Great setup. Defines the situation, builds to the end, but still leaves it suitably hazy as to exactly what “they” are. This could go in a number of different directions.

  • from SJHundak/S.J.Willing: