The glowing, pulsing blob of… well, none of the scientists had been able to figure it out, how was he supposed to make sense of it?… whatever-it-was, was speaking to him somehow. He blocked his ears, not wanting to hear its words, wanting to hear anything but its words, but they were already inside his mind. He suddenly knew exactly why whoever-they-were had sent whatever-it-was to earth, and that there wasn’t a damned thing he or anyone else could do about it.
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I liked the excerpts. I really, really did.
Thanks much. I’m not really happy with them yet (as I just posted, apparently as you were reading them), but figured I’d never do anything with the story if it just continued to sit in my account.