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Topic: Write in the SCIENCE FICTION genre (05/10/07)
TITLE: The Adventurer's Quest
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January 17, 2070.
The crew are in good spirits at the moment, for we hope to land on the planet Tunal tomorrow at noon. This is the moment for which this ship was commissioned, the purpose in this great adventure. We are prepared for all eventualities upon landing tomorrow, including the hostility of the Tunalians. But with God’s grace, and the continued prayer support of our brothers and sisters on Earth, we may find open hearts, ready to hear the message we bring.
January 18, 2070
I was the first behind the ship’s door, breathing a prayer. A rush of adrenaline made my heart pound. We were taken aback when the open door revealed a vast cheering crowd. All fears of hostility were quickly swept away. In appearance, the Tunalians are identical to humans, except they are taller, with broader foreheads. However, their manner of dress is quite different. Men have their heads shaved and faces painted green. The women’s faces are blue and all seem to wear their hair long, in plaits arranged around their heads. Their clothing is very rich indeed, embroidered with gold and silver, in a myriad of colours, hanging loose around them. There are signs of an advanced society about them, but there seem to be some very ancient traditions also. I cautiously directed my crew through the applauding throng. The crowd parted as a stately man with a tall mitre came towards me. In heavily accented English, he said, “Tunal greets you in the name of our Saviour.” He touched both of my cheeks with the tips of his fingers, and stated, “I am Brynstan. Welcome”. He pointed to the cross on the side of the Commission Adventurer and the Tunalians cheered again. He spoke to me as he guided my arm towards a tall building. “You come from Earth?” His eyes were clear blue, benevolent and gentle. I nodded. “Many generations ago, the Tunalians sent a team into your galaxy. By divine design our craft found its way to your Earth.” We walked up the steps of the tall building and entered, my crew following and making soft exclamations at all of the unusual sights. “Along with many notes on the customs, speech and behaviours of your people, the Ancient Ones brought this back with them.” He pointed to a floodlit glass case, in which was a worn but well-preserved, hand written Bible. “In your Earth years, it was 1382, and the Book which they picked up was a copy of the Holy Scriptures, translated from the original Earthspeak and hand copied by one William Tyndale. Our scholars spent many months decoding your Earthspeak and writing it in Tunalian. Finally, they presented the Book to our leader, Antikus. When Antikus read the Book about your Saviour and the Cross, he wept. He commanded that the Book be read and taught to all Tunalians. Our warring people were transformed into a peaceable people. For many years, we have taught our children about the Saviour, and they have learned Earthspeak. We knew one day that you would come to meet us, our brothers.” I knew then I had met a kindred soul, across many galaxies, in Brynstan.
January 19, 2070
Tonight, over strange but delicious food and drink, Brynstan made his request to me. “Our prophets have foretold your arrival for many years. You have come just in time. Our enemy, Judican of the Evil Sceptre, has long plotted to overthrow this planet. He wants the riches of the planet for himself. He also knows that our bodies are stronger and our minds are quicker than those of his own people. Our intelligence says that his plan would be to infiltrate the planet by mingling their blood with ours through forced intermarriage. Will you stand with us and help us to defend our planet from the rule of his Evil Sceptre?” Although I was so many miles from home, on a different world, I could still hear that still small Voice speaking in my heart. It spoke of the struggle of good against evil, of the hope that I had, and of a victorious Commander that ever fought at my side. All eyes were on me, Captain Garth Sykes of the Commission Adventurer, as I rose to my feet. “Aye, Brynstan,” I said, my voice clear and strong, “we will join you in your fight, brother.”
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