Stranger

Sun disappears. Circles hover overhead. Metal discs twirl like tornadoes through clouds and down to earth. Eyes watch, frightened yet curious. Invaded flight paths collide pilots. Nothing changes, or nothing changed is seen. A stranger emerges, intelligent and eccentric. His soft tone soothes, his slow movements hide. He superimposes a body that fits in and walks among us.

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