Diary Drabble: Abundant

The air was clean, the food abundant. A sense of harmony resonated across the world. They stepped off this ship with a sense of purpose; this was to be their new home. Not that the residents already living there had any say in the matter. They approached the ship with caution, a mixture of shields and gifts as they came to a stop. Had they known they were coming? Watched in trepidation as they dropped from the sky? Or maybe they weren’t the first visitors to this utopia of a planet. Because a...