there were reports of aliens landing in the island.
they had looked about themselves, rubbed their eyes, pinched themselves. the light wasn't good. not good enough for playing. not good enough to see clearly beyond the obvious.
they found it strange that the welcome wasn't warmer. that there was a strong silence in the land, disrupted only by the distant echoes of cheering and ancient battlecries.
they fought the instinct to get back on the ship. they were here now, for the long haul.
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