She had come to Earth to find him, and now that she had found him, she couldn't leave him alone.

He knew he should be afraid of her—of her alienness, of how different she looked from him—but he didn't feel afraid at all. He felt only the joy of being with someone who understood him so well, who saw the world through his eyes and loved it as much as he did.

He stared into her big black eyes as they gazed back at him; they seemed to contain the whole of space within their depths. "What are you thinking?" she asked softly.

"I'm thinking about how beautiful you are," he replied honestly. "And I can't believe that someone so beautiful could be interested in me."

The alien's name was Elle. She was a beautiful woman, with long red hair and soft, delicate features. Her skin was pale and smooth, like milk, and her eyes were a deep, dark brown.

She had come to Earth to study the humans. She wanted to know why they were so different from her, and she wanted to discover what made them tick. She had been observing them for weeks now, but the more time she spent with them, the more curious she became about their culture and society.

Elle decided that this would be her last day on Earth before returning home to report back to her people. She didn't know if they would be angry with her for staying so long or if they would be pleased at how much she had learned about these strange creatures called humans... but either way, she knew that it wouldn't matter much anymore once she returned home.

She was beautiful, like all the other alien women he'd seen. Her skin was smooth and perfect, her eyes were so striking they could break a man's heart, and she had a smile that lit up the room.

But there was something different about her. She didn't have any of the arrogance common to most aliens; she seemed more curious than anything else. And she laughed when he made jokes in their language, which his translator hadn't been able to do yet.

"What are you?" he asked one day as they sat together in their garden. The sun was setting behind them, and it cast a warm glow on his face as he looked at her. "Where did you come from?"

She smiled at him again—her smile was infectious—and leaned forward to kiss him on the cheek. "I'm just like you," she said softly. "I'm human."

Once upon a time, in the vast expanse of space, there was a beautiful alien woman. She was a princess and her name was [name].

But Princess [name] had a problem: she had no skin. Her entire body was covered in scales, and she could not wear clothing or even go outside without covering herself in something that would protect her from the sun's rays.

This distressed Princess [name], who loved wearing pretty dresses and going out into the world to see her people. But she had been warned by her father, the king, that if she went out into the sun without protection, it would burn right through her scales and scorch her flesh until nothing remained but ashes.

So Princess [name] spent all of her time indoors, locked away in her room. She spent hours staring out of windows at what lay beyond—the other worlds that orbited around distant stars; the planets with their strange creatures; everything that might be waiting for someone like herself on another planet where there were no rules about how many times you could go outside without protection from its harsh rays!

One day Princess [name

The woman sat quietly in her seat, watching the flashing lights of the stars and planets pass outside the ship's window. She had been traveling for some time now, and it was beginning to wear on her. The ship was large and comfortable, but nothing could replace the feeling of being home.

She had left her homeworld a few years ago, in search of something better than what she had known before. Her planet was beautiful - lush green forests and oceans that stretched for miles - but it was also very small, and there weren't many opportunities for people like her to thrive. So she left, with dreams of bigger things ahead of her.

She didn't know where she would land when she left home; all she knew was that it would be somewhere far away from this life she'd grown up with. It wouldn't matter if it was good or bad as long as it wasn't here anymore: home would always be home no matter where she landed next!

The spaceship finally came to rest on a planet that looked very similar to her own - green trees and blue oceans everywhere you looked - but there were no people here either! She stepped out onto solid ground for...