In a short time, a matter of our tinkets I think, came the alien race of which Ycara spoke. They had egg shaped heads covered with hairs of many different colors. They were short and skinny creatures with only two arms. The language they spoke was so slow and flat. It really was boring trying to listen to them. The translators were barely able to make their tiny sounds have any flair at all. None of them had even one podling to carry upon their legs. How can they keep their species going?

When these people, as they are called, arrived they broadcast a message to our world through the skies. Many were in awe of this. We have no such things on our world. We are a simple group of graflas. We walk many sectaries to be with one another and our voices are music upon the air. We are at least 5 cidbins taller than the humans and our 5 arms are of great use to us. We usually carry at least 2 podlings upon our legs. Some are lucky enough to have as many as 4. They bring us great joy and purpose.

Ycara and the elders of the hall are among the few to actually see and speak with these humans. It was a few rotations of our world before the doctors would approve of the aliens coming upon it.

I was able to look upon and hear these creatures because I was appointed to prepare a place of rest for them. They are weak creatures that need much soft things upon which they sit and do what they call sleep. When they sleep they make strange noises as if they are in anger with one another.

A short while after they had come and spoken in the council room, a sound was made to them in the sky to return to the metal object called a ship.

When they had gone, 3 rotations of our world brought us the greatest sorrow we have ever known. The betrayal was of the worst kind. Our lives were forever to be changed. Even the sensor was not forwarned or prepared for our future.

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