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Jul 2013
The doors opened slowly..
There was a darkness inside..
Eden 157 then lit up the cargo bay..
Still nothing..
The army then sent in a sentry bot to examine Eden 157..
As the sentry bot rolled up the ramp it stopped and started to scan the air..
The sentry bot then finished and started to return..
They played back what the sentry bot was analyzing..
Then it appeared to us..
The colors of this being were everchaning..
It walked on down the ramp and looked to the sky..
It seem to smile, it seem happy..
It then started to stare down at the ground..
It gathered some dirt in its hand and seem to smell it..
As it smelled the dirt many colors started to fluctuate inside it..
It the put both its hands down into the ground..
And again the colors within it seem to go wild..
It seem to be in sort of a scan mode..
As if it was doing a systems check on the Earth itself..
Solaces
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Solaces  South Texas
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