Chapter 1
In the dusk, I beamed down by falling straight from the sky, inside the streak of heaven, down to an ancestor campfire. A vivacious sparkle grows to the ground level. The drawer of the cavern contemplated the apparition through the flame, mixing up with the ochre quietly.
In the daylight, I grabbed him for a flight across the valley, and the great ape was jolted. The primate wore a protective visor, and his tongue stuck out like Pluto in the ravishing wind.
After the flight, he probed its skull with his apparatus in the depths of a cavern with artificial light, prepping at the great ape. The grimness of the affair was colorfully done. The enchanting light kept the ape quietly drawing and sounding at the curve of the canvas inside the cavern-- staring over and over at the shape of the stone, remembering--as if he hadn’t been contacted yet. The first special effect occurred. The recording of the first primitive encountered abduction or for a joyride was engraved in the stone. Please, give me more details 20,000 years ahead.
My property.
I can beam down because I can.
