Venus. A dying planet, desperate to save itself from becoming a desert makes crystal tears. From there a stray tear fell. And fell. And fell.
The tear fell, and fell, and fell onto a small planet. Earth, a well thriving planet in need of new lifeforms finds itself instead a glowing meteor.
A young adult man awakes from his sleep in a panic and finds an almost blinding imperfect ball, crash landed on his farm, the meteor radiating light from outside his window. The imperfect ball of light cracks open and slowly but quickly dims down and turns into a black meteor.
A light emits from inside the meteor and a skinny almost malnourished looking man emerges from the meteor. His arms with flowing fabric like material, blows and swirls in the wind. His head surrounded by wings that flap inconsistently. Wait.. Is he nude? I can't tell he's too bright.
The bright angel looks around at his new world. He wonders if this is where he'd be forever. And if this world is desert of intelligent life.
