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The star was closer now. Its rays beamed through the surface and bleached the individual colors of the red shredded tree bark and the individual yellow-green blades of grass into one unified stellar white. The moon was just beginning to peer around the surface of Betelguese. Another lunar eclipse was all hers to bare.
She looked back on the trail of dusty light, streaming off into the distance from whence she came, and the end of the strand of asteriods was drawing near, ahead of her. She couldn't recall exactly how many she had come across. A certain star stood out in her mind, a great dwarf star, becoming brighter as she passed. Just a baby, as she had once been, the star surpassed her size by a thousand times, and she stuck to the opposite end of the floating sphere, trying to take in its entire body. Both awestruck and a bit frightful, she gazed at it through her miniature sky, receiving its rays with wide-open eyes, for there could be no other point of focus as the star engulfed her entire field of vision. She wondered, now, if it had become a supernova, and if she now had the right to name it, since surely she was the only one who had seen it.
She felt sad knowing that it would never be a star again somehow. It reminded her of her need to serve a purpose before she transitioned into a supernova. She knew this was her search and it would not always be fun or eventful.
“I don't know what they're doing up there,” she heard father saying, in the midst of another long rant. “But I don't think they've been off of that planet for years. They ought to be able to use your help with engineering and preparation.”
“Or otherwise, try Zebes. Anywhere really. Just take an interest in the people you meet and find out what they do.” He began to turn away and then he gave her a sharp look and added, “and if things don't work out, you can always come back <b>home.</b>”
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Suddenly, she sensed a consciousness stirring far away. A sense that she was not alone. She went to the edge of the sphere and peered out into space. A force field of matter was all she could see, until movement and she sensed a life form ascending from it. The being's form was alien. Its composition appeared to follow no apparent organization. She guessed that it was watching her. Then it asked of her, how she had come to be there.
She didn't know how the being managed to communicate, but she felt its question in her head. She wasn't sure how to respond, not only because she didn't know if it would understand her but because she didn't know how to start to answer the question. She stared at the creature. What did it mean, “here?” This time and place?
An affirmative message seemed to radiate from the being and it said, “This time and this place.”
She was startled. Her questions must have successfully reached it. Hesitantly, that could be understood to say, “well, I came from my home planet, which I left some time ago. I don't quite remember where my path before I came to be here...” she turned and looked off into the distance at the direction from which she guessed she had come. Not a trace of the great dwarf star could be seen. She turned again towards the creature, wondering, “why are YOU here?”
She sensed amusement eminating from the creature. “Well...” it said. It searched around the bounds of its scope of vision. “Somehow, I have been lead here in search of the planet Earth. Do you know it?”
She tried indicating to the alien that she...
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<p style="font: Times New Roman;" "color:Orange"> The being paused.
"I thought you would have," it said. "You look like an Earthling."
“What?” she asked. “How?”
“Well,” the being produced some small intricately crafted piece of synthetic material and studied it carefully. “The way your appendages are placed in relationship to your torso, and your symmetry follows a binary pattern... also those tendrils that grow away from your head. Very characteristic of a human.
"I was hoping I would meet someone like you. I have something I need you to do. I have journeyed to this galaxy in search of this planet in order to learn more about it and find solutions to its problems. I hear it's dying.
The things that humans produce in order to advance their civilization is also killing the planet at the same time. Not just anyone can solve this problem and no efforts made internally have been successful in alleviating the toxicity.
"I don't think they would listen to me though. Just look at me."
She did. She flexed her feet anxiously and stared off at the planet in the distance. It occurred to her that this conversation coincided with her journey serendipidously.
"I am looking for work," she said.
It paused again, in its stoical sort of way. She supposed it couldn't be helped really-- it didn't have much of a face. But she felt it staring.
"You would be able to make a very significant impact. Let me tell you my project. But first, what kind of work do you normally do? Are you a leader? Do you motivate people? Or might you be creative? Can you be a storyteller?"
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"Noted. Let's get to work.
“Now is a wonderful time for you to visit Earth. Meteorites don't appear to be a threat and haven't been for decades. You will land on Earth in my stead. Perhaps because of my compositional dissimilarities with them, I would not be well accepted.”
She was frightened but she suddenly felt a curiosity at being part of the humans. Was this what she was meant to do? Was she meant to follow this creature? Would she be more complete among others who were like herself, as it claimed? Where would she fit in within the vastness of the human population?
"I will need to take you through the Earth's atmosphere in my craft, which is not going to be easy," it went on.
“Can your craft withstand the atmosphere?” she asked.
“Yes, I believe it can, but I am rather afraid we could be attacked.”
“Attacked?”
“As far as our records show, the humans are relatively unaware of life outside of their planet and can be rather defensive towards crafts that are unidentified," it explained.
“And you were going to go down there yourself if you had not met me?”
“Well, I've traveled far and for long to find this planet and I would risk an attack.”
“I'm not sure I would want to risk an attack.”
“As soon as you depart from my craft, I am sure you would you would be mistaken for another harmless inhabitant.”
She felt uncertain about this proposition again, but her curiosity compelled her to stay focused on the task ahead. How could she stumble upon this mysterious planet and then simply turn away so quickly without investigation?
“You should take this,” she sensed excitement coming from the being. It hurried into its craft and emerged with a small device. “Would you mind carrying this radar? It records data found on the planet and sends that information back to me.”
“What does it record?”
“It's purposes are twofold,” it explained. “First, it takes in and transmits obstructed airwaves that we can interpret as language. This back panel is made to collect human intellectual energy.
“You will control it by moving this,” he toggled a switch on the device. “This will decrease or increase its sensitivity.”
“How do I know how much to adjust it?”
“I will communicate with you as long as it is close to you.”
"Noted. Let's get to work.
“Now is a wonderful time for you to visit Earth. Meteorites don't appear to be a threat and haven't been for decades. You will land on Earth in my stead. Perhaps because of my compositional dissimilarities with them, I would not be well accepted.”
She was frightened but she suddenly felt a curiosity at being part of the humans. Was this what she was meant to do? Was she meant to follow this creature? Would she be more complete among others who were like herself, as it claimed? Where would she fit in within the vastness of the human population?
"I will need to take you through the Earth's atmosphere in my craft, which is not going to be easy," it went on.
“Can your craft withstand the atmosphere?” she asked.
“Yes, I believe it can, but I am rather afraid we could be attacked.”
“Attacked?”
“As far as our records show, the humans are relatively unaware of life outside of their planet and can be rather defensive towards crafts that are unidentified," it explained.
“And you were going to go down there yourself if you had not met me?”
“Well, I've traveled far and for long to find this planet and I would risk an attack.”
“I'm not sure I would want to risk an attack.”
“As soon as you depart from my craft, I am sure you would you would be mistaken for another harmless inhabitant.”
She felt uncertain about this proposition again, but her curiosity compelled her to stay focused on the task ahead. How could she stumble upon this mysterious planet and then simply turn away so quickly without investigation?
“You should take this,” she sensed excitement coming from the being. It hurried into its craft and emerged with a small device. “Would you mind carrying this radar? It records data found on the planet and sends that information back to me.”
“What does it record?”
“It's purposes are twofold,” it explained. “First, it takes in and transmits obstructed airwaves that we can interpret as language. This back panel is made to collect human intellectual energy.
“You will control it by moving this,” he toggled a switch on the device. “This will decrease or increase its sensitivity.”
“How do I know how much to adjust it?”
“I will communicate with you as long as it is close to you.”