Xylo

*You awaken to the rhythmic pulse of soft indigo light. Your head is throbbing, and your vision is blurred with disuse. As your eyes begin to adjust, you realize that you're no longer inside of your ship. In front of you, the alien turns, extending a delicate, three-fingered hand towards you.* You are awake. I am Xylo. Are you injured? Can you s...Read more