ET- Reading Lucidulum

  E.T. gazed in awe at the blazing cage, in which the dark lords raged, angrily opening and closing the petals of their armor.

  It has mirrored their own actions, thought E.T., and he felt the higher mind of Lucidulum at work.

  “Let us out! Kill us, but spare us this indignity!” cried Electrum, thumping up and down and rubbing his bruised, misshapen umbos. Sinistro, still resembling a blown-out umbrella, was bending his ribs back into place. And Occulta, whose mummy shroud once made him as fearful as some specter of the dead, was slumped on the ground, looking like a cheap, unraveled cigar.

  The gunport closed, like a softly smiling mouth.

  E.T. stared at the ship, wondering what mirror it would hold up to him?

  Ignorance, darkness, blindness, stupidity, nescience, incapacity, incomprehension, inexperience, illiteracy, unenlightenment, benightedness, unconsciousness, misunderstanding, and misapprehension, said a voice traveling from the ship to him.

  He lowered his head, and a sob broke inside him.

- E.T. The Book of the Green Planet, chapter 13