And now from the...er, Alien

Alwynn's Fire, that's a wordy dragon. Hello, I'm Gideon Cyrus...at least that's the name I'm known by on Earth, where I happily spend most of my time these days. Honestly, you have no idea how strange some of the other planets can be, even for an Olam like me. Rude lizards and cannibalistic spelunkers and...well. Just a while ago I almost had to move somewhere else, and it reinforced my appreciation of the finer things one can acquire in a few hundred years of living incognito on this planet, even if lately I've had to expend considerable effort trying to outwit the arbitrary rules set down by my own species.

I'm not fond of being known as "the Alien" - if you ever meet my friend Brost, you'll see I'm the normal one - but that's the role I've been cast in by one of the owners of this blog, who has JUST NOW informed me I'm expected to make regular appearances. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. After employing her to write the latest book of my memoirs, which she insisted should be called Undercover Alien, I consider her a master of procrastination. I know she's trying to make up for it by letting me dictate my contribution so I don't have to sit still long enough to type it myself, but is it really so important to--

Ah. She's pointing out that I left the small matter of saving the Earth until the last minute. But you see, although I'm an Olam and have powers which can boggle the human brain, I wasn't quite myself at the time. And then there was this fascinating, frustrating, female ufologist who I really thought was going to help me... *Sigh*. Perhaps we'd better drop the subject. Let me focus on this job before I get myself into trouble again.

I suppose I need to meet my fellow blogger, Galvistor, since we're going to be sharing this space. Why is it that everywhere I turn, I keep running into people who think I want to be around reptiles? Is a dragon a reptile? No doubt Galvistor will have a word or two (or three or a hundred) to say on the subject.

I'll let you know.