Granted, I am a mere explorer on this alien world but I shall very soon make my mark.

Around me, the cold white extends as far as my field of vision can reach.

I shall call upon my reserves of guile and play the conqueror to spite this pitiless adversary, this barren, dead landscape.

Some time ago a curious four-leg went past, sniffing.

I shot out my pink, gelatinous limbs and absorbed its essence.

And now I am a dog, running and hunting.

Soon the men will come and it will be their turn.

Then I shall engulf the world. 

A tribute of course to The Thing


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