Contact Established - Hatchling

Waking, enveloped in the recess of a curious sphere

Glossy and translucent

Reaching my hand out slowly

Pressing against the surface

At last, my deliverance

A fissure in the cortex

Possessing gelatinous properties

Breaching its husk

An expanse, unprecedented, glorious and foreign

All supposed logic and explanation, defied

Clearly indicating our ideas of solitude in this domain were foolish and

conceited

I am once again ashamed of my relation

With the pseudo-sapient bane of all other concurrent life

Monolithic structures surrounded by unknown organisms

And beckoned by alien dialect

Humbled by their presence

Baffled by their artistry

Etched in ancient stone

Aligned in formation, precise and with purpose

Remembering my origin, contact established