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The Light Gatherer

by Michael Trigg 4 months ago in Sci Fi

A temporary situation.

The Light Gatherer
Photo by Andrew Russian on Unsplash

Though technically a he, the alien was more of an “it” by earth or human standards had they known of their visitor. He had existed for eons in the vastness of interstellar space. He had visited countless star clusters; had swept through many galaxies and their myriad of solar systems, skirted black holes and supernovas, and had almost reached the point of permanent blink-out when, purely by accident, he had come across a small non-descript solar system tucked away in the corner of an equally non-descript galaxy.

His sensors drew him to the star; a soft yellow dwarf. His scanning system had trolled through the star’s planets and the one that caught his attention was mostly blue, shaded by clouds, the third planet out from the star and with a natural satellite. Perfect. He landed on the satellite.

The alien needed light to restore his systems. Not the harsh light of white and blue stars that proliferated across space with x-rays, gamma rays and multitudes of other rays only he could detect that could destroy some of his more sensitive equipment. His system required green light, defined as light with a peak wavelength of 500 to 600 nanometers. These green wavebands filled the gap between the blue and red light in the visible light spectrum, and when combined with amber light, created green full-spectrum, his immediate requirement. He sensed green light was the least efficient wavelength in the visible spectrum for photosynthesis on the blue-green planet below him, but it was perfect for his energy needs.

With minimal time, the light particles would efficiently rebuild the atomic structure of his exoskeleton, replenishing the depleted structure, replenishing the propulsion system, and allowing him to continue on to his objective. This was many light years ahead and was achievable if there were a constant supply of yellow stars. The Creator had made a rare error and as a result, there was no yellow star where one was meant to be. Good luck more than good judgment or planning had bought him to this little corner of this small galaxy.


The laser beam had hit the reflector on the surface of the moon. The astronomer was sure of it though she had no visual. She double-checked the latitude and longitude of the reflector. The beam had hit the target but had not reflected back. It seemed to have disappeared into the reflector, though she knew this was impossible. But, where did the beam go? Some type of anomaly she thought to herself, though what, she could not imagine. She went back to the optical telescope, adjusted the focus and eyepiece. She was startled to actually see an anomaly. It appeared to be a black, inky space on the moon surface, approximately 15 degrees east from the Taurus–Littrow lunar valley reflector and it was expanding as she watched.


The Planet Earth 2022 Global Nations Climate conference had finally come to a consensus, though not before Category 5 hurricanes and typhoons had decimated large parts of the Americas in the Atlantic and the Phillippines, Japan, and China in the Pacific caused by rapidly warming ocean temperatures. The unanimous decision approved by a majority of nations in attendance was to reduce global temperatures by at least 2 degrees Celsius - hopefully 4 - within the next twenty years. It was a major victory for the climatologists and conservationists and required extreme action, fought against the anti-climate changers who had argued the excessive heat was a temporary anomaly.


The alien activated his collector. It would take one or two earth rotations for it to crawl and cover the satellite surface facing the star and then eight to ten rotations to draw sufficient energy from the star to recharge his system. He noticed twinkling lights on the surface of the blue planet and assumed some form of intelligent life had evolved. He had also noticed assorted primitive debris, boot-prints and what appeared to be a reflector on the satellite surface and assumed they or some other life forms had visited. Whoever they were on the blue planet, they would notice an overall cooling on their surface that would last for several hundred rotations but not be life-threatening. He was programmed not to interfere with any life forms he came across and not to endanger such forms. He settled down to wait. He had infinite patience.

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Michael Trigg

I have taken up writing in my retirement; more for a desire to write than for the money. At age 77, I have long been a writer of letters to the editor, to politicians, and various publications.

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