This week’s photo prompt reminds me of the NATO early warning system domes that once were situated on some of the hilltops.
More stories from Friday Fictioneers inspired by the Photo can be read HERE.
The Guiding Beacon
Mary-Anne gave out sandwiches and coffee from the back of her van to the destitute. She received a licence to expand her enterprise and has added fries and seafood dips.
‘My unique Bubble,’ she says. ‘Well, that’s just storage and an attraction for the town.’
Her assistant sniggered. He maintained the space array beacon hidden by the dome, and his team operated from the sub-terrain control centre.
The Nymerana were creating a network on Earth to guide their people towards safety from the Asteroid shower destroying their constellation.
Humans are naïve, although accommodating, thought Mary-Anne. They taste like scrumptious chicken.