In the abyss of space, an otherworldly creature lurks, born from ancient stardust and cosmic nightmares. Its grotesque form, writhes in the vacuum, its drool crystallising in the cold.
Eyes like frozen moons stare unblinkingly, reflecting a universe indifferent to its existence. With each silent scream, it echoes the solitude of the dark, a guardian of the void.
It is both the hunter and the hunted, a being that defies reality, twisting the fabric of the cosmos with its mere presence.
It is the unknown that whispers in the back of astronauts’ minds as they peer into the endless night.
A Drabble – a story told in exactly 100-words.
Mike Jackson 