Yeah, but…something you should probably know about me? I always describe the aliens I’ve encountered in terms of water. How it flows. Freezes. Ripples or catches the sunlight in fractals.
This shimmering thing…this “it” did all that. I could say simultaneously. But, I wouldn’t swear to it.
I’m what you call an unreliable narrator.
We had a moment.
We locked eyes.
Yes, it had eyes.