He often wondered why he was here; what possible mission could the higher sentient powers have in mind for him when they sent him among the humans. He hadn’t needed to leave his homeland to report back that humankind, either as a species or a philosophy, was unsavable; unstoppable in its obvious quest for self-destruction. He would be somewhere – sitting at one of the carrels in the public library near where the 900s began; or in a bistro coffee shop pretending to be still employed; or parked on a couch in the lobby of a random office building, acting as if he was waiting for someone – seeing only the familiar landscapes of Hecadia, nestled within its signature sylvan gaseous stratosphere. Then he would blink. And be banished earthbound once again.
Earthbound – Fragment #48