Luxcario
'Humans are interesting.'
- Pronoun
- he
PROLOGUE
High above the Earth, in a colossal, long and pointed spacecraft, stood a creature.
Its skin was a dark green, but it was not visible to the human eye. It was hidden by a long, hooded cloak, as dark as coal. It spoke, in a deep voice that would have made anyone shudder.
"Is the device on the rocket?"
Another voice came from the shadows.
"Yes. We sent the T-157 down with one of our best pilots flying it, and about half an hour earlier we received a message that it's on the rocket and the craft is on its way back."
"Excellent." the first one replied. "Our operation has just moved one stage forward."
High above the Earth, in a colossal, long and pointed spacecraft, stood a creature.
Its skin was a dark green, but it was not visible to the human eye. It was hidden by a long, hooded cloak, as dark as coal. It spoke, in a deep voice that would have made anyone shudder.
"Is the device on the rocket?"
Another voice came from the shadows.
"Yes. We sent the T-157 down with one of our best pilots flying it, and about half an hour earlier we received a message that it's on the rocket and the craft is on its way back."
"Excellent." the first one replied. "Our operation has just moved one stage forward."