The Gadabouts sliced through the ancient atmosphere; silvery discs of spectral sound seeking embodiment amongst the lotus-eating lumps of atomic dust which shifted listlessly over the rocky surface of the sun-packed planet, numbly thumbing shiny carcasses of recycled creation.
On the composty ground they sought regeneration and human dimension in the arcane ark of the breasted vessels, emerging from their earthy chambers as like the dust people.
But when their leader's newfound feet touched the fertile soil, trillions of wiry beams shooting life force energy connected with the molten centre of the great globe, causing expanding networks of heat and light to mesh mingle tingle and entrance, restoring consciousness to this regressing rock.
Fresh green tendrils wound glad about wriggling branches; new wine flowed redly, bursting archaic skins; fizzing celestial light laden with dancing sonic zygotes zipped open the alien blastocysts and anew the lava smouldered and bubbled beneath.
Bound by human lifespan, Dieter's elite had but 650,000 earth hours to complete their colossal terrestrial feat:
De-alienate..... Delineate..... Illuminate.
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