Ejecta -

Elara was a geologist, someone who spent her life studying the history of the earth through the scars it carried. Now, she was watching history being made in real-time—and it was terrifyingly beautiful. The moon, once a pristine pearl, now wore a jagged crown of dust and rock that was slowly drifting into Earth's orbit.

One evening, while sifted through a tray of debris, she found something that shouldn't have been there. It was a smooth, metallic shard, pulsing with a faint, rhythmic blue light. It wasn't rock, and it wasn't volcanic. It was a piece of something constructed . Ejecta

"Is it going to hit us?" her son, Leo, asked, his small hand gripping hers. Elara was a geologist, someone who spent her

Days passed, and the world grew quiet. The "Ejecta Cloud" began to settle, coating the streets in a fine, silver-grey powder. It wasn't just dust; it was the moon itself, redistributed. Elara spent her afternoons in her lab, analyzing samples. Under the microscope, the lunar grains looked like tiny, jagged diamonds. They were alien, yet they were now part of the Earth's new crust. One evening, while sifted through a tray of