I thought I dreamt the whole thing. It felt like it was straight out of an episode of The Twilight Zone or X-Files. I didn’t dream it, though. It happened, and it wasn’t a TV show. It was the damnedest thing.
I didn’t believe in UFOs or aliens until that night. Now, I’m a believer. […]
A short story.
…So, adapt, we do, me and the other cactus that live here. Yup, we’re saguaros. Kings of the Desert. The other succulents are jealous, even if they don’t show it…
It was strange to see two moons in the sky. To some, it was beautiful. A kind of comfort, like a familiar pair of eyes watching out for them.
I stood outside the door. I sighed and closed my eyes. I imagined what was on the other side of the door. What did it look like? What did it feel like? I envisioned it to be warm and inviting. Familiar, yet strange. Dark, yet light. I imagined people in there. I recognized some of them but didn’t know them personally.
