What a mess. The focus so poorly set, how could we discern the signal from this picture? What were we supposed to make of it?
Was it the plant? Or were we supposed to decode the drops of rain that clung to the window like spider’s eggs?
What was the significance of the purple foil? Or the three blossoms, the two unopened pods?
With focus this poor, it was like trying to hear the roar of the ocean from the top of a skyscraper.
They’ve translated the signal. Lilies.
Lilies mean peace. We understand now.
We won’t attack this planet.