photoprompt@DaleRogerson
Zing, I want to go back to where the water was warm and the sun was hot,” muttered Zang. “This is unbearable. What a strange place is this Earth!”
Zing shivered, too. His antennae quivered from his shaking. But their assignment had been clear. They must analyze “snow” to see if it could be weaponized and used against them.
“Zang, do you remember the little girl who watched us from her window? I wonder what she’s doing now.”
“Enjoying the warmth of the sun, of course. Splashing like a fish in the warm water. Not freezing, like us.”
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