I see our star and it is the color of a Minneola orange and its sister stars are like sparkling white hot diamonds
Zero gravity, inside a spaceship, first time feeling light(unlike my earth weight), I float up to white space look down onto “desk space” with tubes and I do an air split having fun, and from my peripheral vision I see-
A piece of white notebook paper floating like square feather. Big blue letters …such an oxymoron how it dances and billows undulating slowly in the middle like a belly dancer before delivering hardcore words of warning:
SMACK- right in my face.
TURN AROUND OR THEY WILL KILL YOU!
*This is in response to Day 5 Writing 101: Be Brief. Thank you!
Post edit: Now, the prompt said we are to want to return the letter, in this case I am unsure if the letter of warning was meant for the protagonist or the last astronaut…IDK.