morse code

6feb 2021

The ever-watchful moon collected the stars, alerting them to an alien presence.. spying a blimp far into the sea, exchange morse messages in relays of responsive lights.. transforming appearances as per code, a spaceship here.. a car there.. a scooter here.. a robot there.. a veritable army disguising themselves in experimentally confused forms.. they converge seeking the shore.. their mission unclear as they plumbed the depths seeking something there.. explorers or settlers, the wind whistled them astray.. creating chilled notes.. making everyone seek protective cover.. shrouding all sound, refusing to give anything away.. the sky woke up a storm of racing lights.. strickening their powers into wooden shapes..