Here's an attempt to do SciFi Epic in 300 words
About 300 years ago the Orchalents flew in. Two-by-two, you could hear their cries of battle piercing the cold night air. Golden gimlets and spears were flung fruitlessly at the invaders. Orchalents are as crafty as they are savage. Mercilessly destroying the fabric of our spirit connections, laying waste to our existence on Gorth, our history, our culture, our very lives. We were done as a nationhood.
Except I survived that terrible night, I alone.
Out Now! "A Curation of Curious Characters", A Short Story Collection by Andy KJ Cragg
