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Prologue

Swords and Stars

Between endless fields of golden corn, ready to be harvested, lived Billy Joe and Daisy May MacMillan, a charming yet simple farmer couple. They had good amount of land, a wonderful old farmhouse, and a big barn that was in desperate need of fresh paint. Most of their days were filled with the sweet laughter of their six small grandchildren that visited often, and the faint echo of Billy Joe’s tractor whenever he was working on the fields around the farm.

One lovely morning, as Billy Joe was working around the farm, he had a brilliant idea. He had a lot of wood planks in his barn, that were not needed anymore, so he decided to build a birdhouse out of it. Not any birdhouse though. Billy Joe was a talented man when it came to woodwork. As the proud american he was, he build a miniature and bird friendly version of the White House as it stands in Washington D.C.. With a big grin on his face, he proudly painted “The White House” on top of the bird house.

Daisy May was busy inside the house that day. Their grandchildren would visit tomorrow, so Daisy May decided to bake some of her fine homemade cookies. Covered in flour she was humming to a tune, all in excitement of seeing the happy smiles of her youngest family members again.

Their cozy day however took an unexpected turn.

As Billy Joe admired all his finished farm work in the evening, a weird noise appeared above him. He didn’t bother paying attention to it, thinking it would be nothing else but an airplane. When the noise however got louder, and more unusual to what he was used to, he looked up. His eyes widened. There, above him, was a huge wooden flying object, something he has never seen before. “Daisy May, stay inside the house and don’t come out. Call the cops if you can!” the old man shouted in a heavy texas accent, out of fear for him and his beloved wife. With a dropped jaw he watched the wooden object, which seemed to be a mix between boat and space shuttle, land in the cornfield in front of him. Mr MacMillan took his screwdriver that was still next to the birdhouse and held it tight in his hand, ready to use it for self defense.

A door of the weird thing opened, and two humans with unusual hairstyling and clothing emerged. They both were very tall and slender, having straight long brown-grey hair that had some silver metal pieces and herbs braided into it. There necks were unusually long. They wore coats that were longer at the back and dark grey pants and black boots. One of them, the taller one, was carrying a strange looking plant, that had visible pollen flying around it.

Billy Joe’s heart raced as these two odd humans walked towards him with graceful, yet unfamiliar movements. They looked slightly confused at the birdhouse, then to Billy Joe. “We imagined your leaderships housing bigger, but every new civilization brings it’s own surprising traits”. The smaller one said with a big smile in broken english. They both bowed their heads slightly at Billy Joe. The smaller one spoke again.“Well then, greetings, esteemed leader. We are happy to announce your planet has been accepted into “The Merged Society Of Intergalactic And Extragalactic Universes And Subuniverses Of The United Democtratic Humanoid Non-Hostile Planets And Cultures”, short TMSOIAEUASOTUDHNHPAC or even shorter, “The United Society of Space”.

Billy Joe only looked at them with wide eyes, unable to speak.

“Are you sure that this is their leader?”, the taller one with the plant in it’s arms asked this time. “It says “The White House” right there!”, the smaller one said and gestured to the birdhouse. “It must be him. This also should be the right planet, and the translators should also work. To my knowledge, most of their species can speak without problems, maybe their leader is just slow?”

As the two weird people infront of him continued arguing about wether everything worked out according to their “plans and protocols” Billy Joe noticed Daisy May, who had emerged from the farmhouse with a tray of freshly baked cookies in her hands. With a warm smile, she handed the tray towards the two. “Would you like some fresh cookies?” she asked, stopping the argument between the two, and finally making Billy Joe move again.

The two odd looking people looked at her confused but curious, before carefully reaching out towards the cookies and grabbing one each. So did Billy Joe. “Delicious! I knew this planet was worth visiting!” the smaller one said. Hesitant at first, Billy Joe and Daisy May MacMillan started to engage in some small talk with the two. Despite the fear and confusion at the beginning, they were quickly able to bond over the cookies in a chill summer evening.

And so, in the middle of a cornfield in rural Texas, history was made. The first encounter between humans and alien lifeforms was not one of fear or violence, but of warmth and hospitality, all thanks to the sweet innocence of an elder farm couple and some fresh cookies.

#original story #original work #swords and stars

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