They are up there, I know.
Look for the glow of their city lights in the night sky.
See them fly that rocket of green. Heading home to their galaxy star castles.
Or are they coming here, sight unseen, to harvest the unsuspecting ones? Those who dare to venture out at night, those who point cameras towards the light to capture Lady Aurora’s sunglow.
Do they sit in their skyscrapers looking down on our world. Are they scheming to capture the photographers who seek the mysteries of their skies?
Where does Lady Aurora hide in the daylight?
This is my response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, July Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’