I am of the stars. I am called "forever". Eternity
courses through my veins. It is cold beyond
your sun where we come from. We seed the universe with
the milk of a million moons. You are that
seed. Your earth is our experiment. We vanquished the
dinosaurs with the careless trajectory of
a child's lost meteorite. We peopled your planet to
experience your emotions - such feelings
lost to us aeons ago. How we envied you your loves and
passions, your dangerous desires.
The fires of your emotions gleamed like lost beacons
in the darkened depths of the fathomless
universe. And eight of you, plucked from Time. Not
randomly, you understand. Representatives of
your world's turbulent history. We have observed your
tribulations from nameless nebulae.
The experiment is over. I am weary now. So tired. I
too am far from home. Open the gate -
complete the circle. You won't remember - you won't
recall - for I am only the air that you
breathe, after all...


By Abel2029 and Hannah Birkov