Beings of Light and their Coming

(Work in progress - this is an intro to an idea, a story, I will build upon)

As the Sirians descended upon the Earth, we watched in disbelief. Mankind had talked about this moment, about the era of contact, but no one ever imagined it would happen in our life time. Their ships, magnificent temples of  light, hovered over Zebbug. The visitors emerged slowly and silently out of their sanctums, and like angels they floated boldly towards us.

We were quite a large crowd by now. Their approach had been noticed for a couple of weeks, but no one, not even the government or the army dared to oppose or assault these beings. We tried to communicate with them through a series of different frequencies of sounds. Jet planes had encircled them in the first few days, trying to threaten them or at least observe a response, but the temples kept creeping in on us, omniscient, careless. I believe that the purity of the light emanating from the ships soothed our doubts and fears. It quenched our eyes and hearts with a sense of comfort. 

The remaining few religious sects on our island believed that the messiah had finally come, and came out in groups under the brilliance of the ships to worship their arrival. Other people just stared skyward, waiting. The moment of truth came on the twenty-first day of the last month of this third millennium. Five of these ethereal beings drifted towards the East, five others towards the West, and five step foot just in front of me. 

An eerie silence fell upon the crowd as we blankly stared in their presence. Their shape was humanoid, but tall and slender. Some kind of golden silk adorned with veins of silver wrapped around their body. On each of them I noticed seven rings, and on their ankle hanged a bracelet made of white beads. The beads extended to their index toe, somewhat like a Greek sandal, but barefoot. From the corner of my eye, for none of us dared looking straight towards their face, I could see that they were all bald. 

Stranger than that, was that they had no external ears or noses. Instead they had two orifices on the front and one on each side of the head. I later learnt that they had lost their papillae through evolution, for they no longer required them when their senses became enhanced by technology. These features made them somewhat alien to our accustomed looks, but they had a very benign nature in them, human even, and this made us feel as if they were our familiars. This feeling was much like looking at an ape in a zoo. You know that the ape is not a human being, but you can relate to it nonetheless. In this case however, it was us who took the part of the chimp and they took part of the masters, dawning upon us with prestige. It is also important to note that you could not make a distinction of gender in their form. They all looked elegant but strong, very similar to each other, but lacked any characteristic that could make me distinguish between a male and a female.

In a deep delicate voice, the middle one uttered, "Peta Babkama Luruba Anaku".
His voice echoed through the crowd, breaking us out of bewilderment, and turning silence into panic. The truth had struck most of us only at that moment, that we were in fact looking at real beings, not figments of our imagination. People started chattering, some screamed, some fled, but all of them made one big noisy mess. The visitors stood bold and did not react, when the middle one spoke again;

"Nahu", he commanded. It flowed through us, and we were all silent.
"Nahu", he said again, "be calm".

I only realize now, that in those brief moments of chaos, when most of us were yelling or arguing, the visitors studied us and in a way forbidden to my kind, they learnt our language.