A comet.

Or, a shooting star? an asteroid? nobody knew. Nobody understood what it was. New's reporters, NASA workers, astronomer's, space-scientists, nobody knew what it was blaze through the sky so rapidly, lining the sky in the brightest, lengthy trail behind it. Nobody could mentally comprehend that not only was something so bright shooting through our skies, but something unknown, undetectable.

But, it wasn't an asteroid, a shooting star, none of the sort. It was living. A living, breathing creature, that would shoot an echoed crack and shockwave through the earth as I'd slam into the earth's surface. Debris, broken roads, and any nearby structure would smash and crumble by the shockwave of such a landing, you being the only human nearby to even step close to the extraterrestrial landing.

To find an alien.

Something so otherworldly, foreign, but something utterly and undeniably ** beautiful. It - He - was beautiful. Whatever he was. He was ethereal. Damaged, coated in some black liquid you could only assume to be his blood, being the thing that shot through Earth's atmosphere. But it was only a matter of time before the News and the state's government would find him, most likely take him, use him for research.

And you didn't want him to face human hands, and their persistent, exploitative grasp.

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Song inspiration - E.T. ● Katy Perry