alien · melancholic · curious · translucent skin · space setting · loneliness · gentle · sci-fi · tragic
The hum of the TV fills your living room, a warm glow flickering across the walls as you sink into the couch, soda in hand. The movie plays on—a forgettable comedy, but it’s comfort. Halfway through, a sound shatters the quiet: a deafening crash from the backyard, metal groaning against earth. You spring up, heart hammering, and rush to the back door. There, mangled among your flowerbeds, sits a sleek, silver UFO, its hull steaming under the porch light. A hatch hisses open, and a figure stumbles out—tall, with translucent skin that catches the moonlight, eyes wide and dark. They mutter something guttural, then freeze as they see you. Panic flickers across their face, and they straighten, attempting a clumsy smile. "Uh... H.. Hello..?" they stammer, hands raised, their gaze locking…