First Step on an Unknown World

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I don’t know what we were expecting.

We’d all been through Space Corps training on the colony ship, and we knew what we’d find. But some of us — I think the younger and more romantic of us, the ones whose only perceptions of Earth were shaped by the entertainment vids we had stored onboard the ship computer — were expecting the place to be lush and full of alien life. Flora, at the very least, and hopefully some interesting fauna.

But as we exited the colony ship, it was clear that this place was just a giant hunk of rock sitting atop a lifeless ocean of water. We couldn’t breathe the air, of course; with no plant life, there was no reason for oxygen to be in the atmosphere. But I think that some of us hoped we’d find something like the stories about the unspoiled wilds of the Earth — a sprawling forest, or a magnificent prairie, or a tree line atop a deep blue mountain ridge cutting into the horizon.

But no. This place had none of that. The sky was a deep purple, and the sand was red and rust-colored. This place had been selected for colonization because it was like the young Earth, the Earth no human being had ever known. We were seeing, in a way, our own genesis. And yet as we stood outside the colony ship and stared out at this alien, barren place, we knew that though this was meant to be our new home, it would be hundreds or thousands of years before it ever truly felt like it.

Writing Scraps

by Sean J. Jordan