Searching (story).
a very short story by: GF Willmetts
Something I take as routine with my time on the Internet is to look for aliens.
I mean. If they are on Earth, then they have to come from an advanced hi-tech society and wouldn’t have any problems linking into the protocols and doing what I’m doing: looking for aliens. I mean, wouldn’t you want to talk openly to someone who would have a similar background to yourself before you met them in the flesh?
For the time being, all I can do is tap my tendrils on the keyboard and keep searching. One day, they might tap back.
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