…in a cascade shimmer. Think water falling under a bubbling layer of ice. Exactly like that.

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.