By Denny E. Marshall
Docile giants. Yet giants. They stand at over ninety stories in height.
Their size did not keep them from travel.
The ship is headed for Blue Star Lake in Albertville’s World. The
family picnicked there often. They loved too picnic. Upon arrival,
looking below the surroundings seemed unfamiliar. Paula asks her
husband Lon “Are you lost Lonnie?” “I don’t think so.” he replied.
Obviously, he did not install the GPS (Galactic position system.) she
bought him for his birthday. Their daughter Meagan asks “Are we there
“There it is!” Lon shouted. They land the craft by the lake. It is dark
outside. For Lon the best time to picnic. They gather all their items
and the family picks a nice spot. Still Paula felt the surroundings
seemed different. It is because of the dark she tells herself and did
not give it another thought. The family is now enjoying the picnic and
the moment. Meagan is running and playing. Smiles are all around.
The whole town heard about the light. All the residents are making
they’re way to the location. The shores of Hayes Lake located about two
miles south of town. Soon all have gathered in front of the light. It
is large. It is well over one hundred and eighty feet in height, and
one hundred and twenty feet in width. It is hard to make out the depth
because of the strange glowing. Surrounding the light is a forest of
tall shadows and echoes of unearthly voices from the sky.
No one in the crowd has any idea what the object is. You could hear
opinions ringing from the group. “It is the end of the world,” said the
reverend. “A stairway to heaven,” “A sign of revelation,” others
shouted. Whether the forces of revelations or some other unseen forces,
the march continues. The crowds advance forward and cannot stop. Drawn
like magnets into the hypnotic illuminations. The light is large and
bright yet soothing. The edges seem like room after room of inviting
light. Yet, walls and ceilings do not focus or appear.
After going further, all disappear into the light. Soon the last
citizen of the town walks in.
Lon feels vibrations in his head. It is his Cell-All. Lon listened
intently to what is being said on the other end of the line. You could
see the color draw out of his face. He apologizes and hangs up. His
wife knows something is up and asks, “What is wrong Lonnie?” “We are
not at Blue Star Lake, this is an inhabited planet.” He replied.
They both know the rules and it is against regulations to picnic on
inhabited lands. They quickly gather up their belongings. Then run to
the door of the ship. Lon calls out to Meagan. “Grab the bug light
© 2015 Denny E. Marshall
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