falling skies


Once upon a time, there was a place called America. But now, going forward, borders don’t mean what they used to. Because before we were countries, we were human beings. And despite the horror, the loss, and the death, the war with the Espheni might very well have made us better human beings, because we have discovered we are not alone.

Writing Prompt: Dialogue

“I don’t really know what "the rest” means, then I realized I don’t really care. Whether it’s a long time or a short time, I just want to spend it with you, if you’ll have me.“

"That sounds like–”

“It is.”

“Oh my, God.”

“I’m not saying it’s going to be easy, but will you marry me?”