Story Starter by A.G. Smith
“You blind crazy man! Believing stupid dreams of yours!” yelled Mayor Jeff “Give the elderly man some peace!” Bellatrix spoke up. Jeff considered arguing but left thinking that his voice was too precious to be wasted using it talking to an idiotic girl and her uncle. Bellatrix stirred the hot tea for her uncle Phil as she placed it in front of him. Phil spoke in a deep gravelly voice with a stutter, he said “bubbles…this…this is like in my...my dream big…huge…big huge lands…that all spun around…around a gas of light, very…extremely big gas.” Bellatrix loved her uncle and needed no proof that her uncle's dreams were real. The next sun rises from the underworld into the small town of Rye which is where They all lived. “Did you have another marvelous dream uncle Phil?” spoke Bellatrix eagerly waiting to know. “Indeed I did…all these dreams…are all set in…in..in a place…place called…sp...pace…no...I mean...SPACE!...SPACE IS THE PLACE! but…many…many things are…are still unknown…” Those very words, were Phil's last words. Sad but inspiring Beatrix to go, track, map and research the stars. Wondering about the place, of space.