Shoved to his knees, the scavenger kneels before Lady Pellanora of the Vega Galaxy. Sitting on a throne, she wears a gown of silver stardust. Hulking mechanical guards at her sides.
Knife to throat, he pleads. “Your brilliance, apologies for entering your realm without permission. Please, grant my ship safe passage and in exchange, I’ll bestow a priceless artifact.”
“And what, feeble human, could you possibly offer me?” The Lady muses.
He holds a glass vial housing a green sprout in soil sample. “A remnant of Earth.”
She scoffs. “Earth was destroyed.”
In his helmet, he grins. “Earth is resilient.”
Write with Heart.
Love,
Lady Jabberwocky
Lady Jabberwocky 
Life truly does find a way, doesn’t it? Awesome tale! 💞
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This filled me with a bout of hope I didn’t know I needed right now ❤
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Thank you for the incredibly kind words. You made my day.
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