The Surface Mirrors Your Soul

wordymouth (61)in #veryshortstory • 6 years ago (edited)

The captain verified the orders. Twice. Surely, Central was wrong. Destroy the planet? On the surface the crew saw only bliss, love, and abundance. Central saw a different face boiling with hate, distrust, and larceny. Trusting his eyes, he tore up the order and scuttled the ship.