"Ayre" by Genesis S

Hello reader. My name is Kirazera which loosely translates to “Sky Nova” in the unnecessarily complex language you call “English”. Either way, I have found it is easier for humans to pronounce “Sky Nova” rather than Kirazera so I have decided to stick with it. I have been on Earth for a month now and so far I’ve created two friendships with humans named Pyrant and Arez. They do not fully perceive who I am, but they do know that I am, what you humans call an “alien”. I find it so strange that you call me an alien, a being from another planet, yet you also call beings on your planet alien as well. Clearly, there is a lot that I do not yet understand about your planet Earth, and still much you have to learn about my planet. I suppose that I can start off with the name of my home. It is graciously called, Ayre. I am told that your atmosphere consists of something with the same name as my planet. That seems rather odd. Your atmosphere contains a faint, yet rancid scent. That is quite an unusual thing that the people of my planet were not expecting. Still, I am sure there are many things that you were not expecting from my people either, such as our powers. You may think of it as an embodiment of some sort of mystic art but to the people of my planet it is quite average.

Ayrians have the ability of x-ray vision. Please do not take my abilities as an Ayrian to use this for an excuse to look at under garments! The ability is much more. We can see within people, not just what they physically look like, but the attributes located inside. I suppose the imagery surrounded by this is imagining a chart of pie. Reader, let me put this into your perspective. I would like you to imagine every single adjective that can possibly be used to describe you. Now with those terms inputted into your mind, you are able to see percentages of every single characteristic known to your humankind. An example, Narcissistic-23%, Timid-18%, Kind-16% and etcetera. We may also calculate any emotion someone is feeling at any given time. It allows Ayrians to see the beginning of a relationship before it even begins.

            I want to share with you a glimpse of my time on your Earth, a planet I have grown to despair yet long for.

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            “Sky! Arez! Let’s go! We’re gonna be late to Hamilton!”, screams Pyrant eagerly. Oh! I excluded the mentioning of how no human cares about my physical appearance! I can shapeshift into the human form, along with two additional forms. An explanation is for another time since I am telling you my story on a blog.

            “Pardon Pyrant. What was The Hamilton again?”, I ask curiously.

He clutches my shoulders and excitedly yells, “Just the best modern musical in all of history!” How wonderful is this!? Pyrant then lets go of the embrace.

            Arez joins in the conversation and plainly utters, “That defeats the purpose of saying modern, dummy.”

            “No need to ruin the moment and be all depressing Arez. Gosh.”, Pyrant sits as he is complaining.

            Arez continues, “What the heck are you talking about. I’m not depressed.” I examine her. I’ve noticed humans enjoy misusing that word quite often.

“She is not depressed, she is sad. Why are you sad Arez?”

            “I said I’m not! Why don’t you ever leave me alone Sky!?” I continue to calculate her emotions. “And why are you looking at me like that!!??”

            I attempt to be at confusion resulting out of panic, “What do you mean?” I cannot help it but to still look at her. Her anger level rises.

Pyrant stands up from the ground, “Hey! Hey! No need to argue ladies. Cut Sky some slack. She is an ALIEN.” Thanks common devine being(s) you worship. “But that stare was kinda creepy.” I shall take back my gratitude.

“You’re right. I’m sorry Sky.”, Arez says apologetically as she goes in for a hug.

I too go in for a hug and genuinely say, “I accept your apology.” Pyrant invites himself into the hug. We all stay there and intertwine in infinite time.

“Now let’s go!”, screams Pyrant!

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Editor Note: This is an excerpt from a novel I am currently working on called Ayre.