jehode avatar

The Apartment #254

by

Tisha and Daniel felt Harry slump, saw his terrified face as he struggled to hold himself upright. But their attention was swiftly diverted.
Almost directly in front of them, aligned with their vision, a galaxy painted the blackness in a strewn spectrum of hazey colour. Vast mists of interstellar gas and tiny debris tried, but failed, to blot the brilliant gleaming of uncountable stars.
Then the rip began.
At the densest part of the galaxy, un-noticed at first, a tiny black sliver materialised inside the tapestry of colour. It grew, slowly at first, elongating and widening, devouring and obscuring.

Be the first to comment

Sign up or Sign in to leave a comment on this drabble.