Story Challenge #2 "Savannah on the Moon"

Challenger: Anonymous 
Title: "Savannah on the Moon""
Word: Vonbraun

The day had reached its end. The animals were fed, 
the family asleep, and Khali was finally left to 
watch the sun set just beyond the crater in peace.  

He made his way to a tree that sat a few short 
miles from home with the softest patch of grass 
beneath it. Years of laying in this particular 
patch had created a nook perfectly fit for his 
unique form. The rising mist of the freshly 
developing spring nearby brushed his face and 
cooled his skin with every breeze. 

Looking up he could see the faint glow of the 
Vonbraun as it hovered just above the night sky. 
He wondered if it knew he could see it, or if it 
even knew of his existence. Was it capable of 
learning more than its assigned lessons? Could it 
forget things? Could it lie?   

His supreme honor Oliseo told him and the others 
that the Vonbraun had made a pit stop there on its 
voyage to another planet. 
 
He said it had ventured from an entirely different 
universe, looking for life on this other planet a few 
light years in the other direction..

But we live on a moon..  

Talk about lost.

Story Challenge #1 "Plague of Hate"

Challenger: Joey Nova
Title: "Plague of Hate"
Word: callous

The community was nearing the realms of non existence.

Elder Lee Boyle made it clear that the sudden wave of deaths was more than unfortunate coincidences. He was certain that this was something sent from a higher power to punish their people. To kill off all those actively against what he called "The Deliverance."

"The Deliverance" he explained, was a daily sacrifice to be determined in the form of a lottery. An event that needed to take place in order for their people to reach a state of rich land and morals.

Unfortunately, nobody would believe, or admit, that their god was an angry boy who only wanted a single gift and, when denied, would take a greedy handful to compensate.

He sat in his little crevis in the settlement and spoke enchantments to the winds as those around him dropped like flies. With his callous fingers, he marked on his wall the names of the passing, and proclaimed all should follow his leading in order to avoid the wrath of god.

He cried the words "An agreed end of one, prevents untimely ends of many, the many perhaps, in the end, being more deserving of life than the one."

Short Story Challenge

Following in the footsteps of the talented Lee Barnett, I want to try his fast fiction challenge. Give me a title of 4 words or less, and a word you want me to mention, and I'll write a short story of exactly 200 words.

Also, when offering your challenge, please leave your name and Twitter or facebook id so I can tell you when I've completed your story...

Ready? GO!

Art: Weerd Science

One more for the night for Mr. Eppard