Photo Illustration by Sergeitomakov (Pixabay)

The inhabitants of Lyria X921 are not born. They blossom from the amber dust of their planet. The dry soil bubbles, pimples infesting its surface. After a 120-solar day gestation, Lyrians spring from the ground and consume everything within reach of their stiletto claws.

In their larval state, Lyrians double in size every day for the first solar month. By the time it reaches adulthood, a Lyrian will consume its weight in meat three times a day. With no natural predators and a limited supply of food, the Lyrians have developed a taste for humans.

They’ll be here soon.


I wrote this piece in response to Carrot Ranch Literary Community’s weekly 99-word challenge. Here is the prompt:

July 2, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that includes the word blossom. You can use the word as a noun or a verb, or even as a name. How does it fit into your story? Go where the prompt leads!