Once upon a time, these creatures were inside three eggs. In my imagination, the eggs were a symbol of the time we live in now, which is reflected by the anticipation, and dread of the new. What if the new is not recognizable? What if the new is so foreign that we lose our footing and have to start all over again in our notion of what kind of world we live in and what laws and regulations should apply there? When our laws of nature as we know them can no longer be trusted… Then it is important to dare to believe that this alien can still be a magical chance for new life.
