A Drop of Jupiter

The lights of the Ellis stationwagon flickered as they went through the night.

Burris Ellis had always made a decent living doing what all his relative's before him did – growing the plants and breeding the animals on the Ellis family farm. Unlike the other farmers in his county he was not much one of superstition; he didn't believe in aliens and didn't read the bible, both of which are considered grave sins in the community. Of course, Burris didn't believe in the act of sin either.

So when Burris saw the bright blue flame streak across the sky, he thought it was what any city-folk would think it would be – a comet. It wasn't until after the shaking and the boom that Burris decided to investigate.

In the clearing the comet created, there was nothing but ash – nothing but ash and a small metal sphere in the center of it all. The Ellis Patriarch examined the sphere closely – despite its strong impact on Earth, the sphere was perfectly rounded. A quick hand raised above the sphere revealed that it was not hot at all, but rather the opposite – an icy cold irradiated the surface of the iron.

If Burris didn't believe in the supernatural before, he sure did now.

Suddenly, the sphere began to change – to form and contort all over. Blue lights turned on from inside the capsule, as it opened up to reveal a beautiful blonde woman, completely naked.

Burris stumbled back, managing to get caught under a tree root and fall. To the noise that he made upon impact the woman turned around to look him straight in the eyes. Her eyes glowed blue just as the sphere did.

“W-w-wh-who are you?” Burris managed to stuttered out.

“Amanda.” Before Burris was even able to continue Amanda fired with a question of her own: “Do you know how to get to Steubenville from here?”

“Uh, yeah. It's a few miles up the road,” He pointed in the direction, “I can show you-”

Before he could even finish, the woman was already walking to his car. With a jolt of electricity from her hand she opened the door, and with another jolt she turned on the car.

Burris shouted at her and attempted to chase, but by the time he got himself out of the root she was no where in site.

The next day he told everyone, but the police, seeing he fit the farmer stereotype, decided not to believe him then. The fellow farmers, however, knew he was not suspicious – knew that he wouldn't be saying these things unless he saw it, and it was unmistakable that he saw it.

Either way, a new creature descended from the heavens that day. And her name was Amanda.


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The Fjord Preamble

Why do we fight?

Men have always done it. They would start fights when they were angry at another, when they had something to protect, or when they needed to protect themselves. But that was personal conflict. That made sense.

When civilization finally came along, these were no longer excuses for fighting. Civilizations couldn't be angry, because they were not people. Nor were organizations or corporations. Yet even then, they got the support of people to fight their wars. Wars were no longer personal – they were fought over religions, over resources, and sometimes for no reason at all.

That's how it still is. The majority of us tend to dislike war, yet we never think of what the war is fought for in the first place. We never realize that we've never been forced to fight a war, that one day we can all sit down and not do anything.

I'd like to see their war then.


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