The Avrid

'My metallic eye whirls and groans inside its socket. A shudder rumbles through the walls of Station 4 – my station – sending pieces of glass hurtling to the floor. Soon the veil between worlds will rip open and the Avrid armies will invade Earth. I and thousands of other Avrids stand at our designated stations ready to lead the armies to predesignated safe locations for the final conquest....' Continue reading this 500 word short story'