Lion Head Mesa the time is gone; the song is over

Hi, Shisu, Maegi said quietly when the woman of grays and whites emerged, speaking in her usual hushed tones. She shifted slightly, then rose to a sitting position, allowing Shisu more room beside her. They sat in silence for a moment, looking at the stars that were visible. The Melonii then cast her gaze over to the other, what light there was dancing off her eyes.

You had said you know about stars, the girl continued, still speaking softly, as if telling a secret. She didn't know why she felt so. . .scared. Or vulnerable, at least. Why are some of them different colors? Some look more red, some blue, some green. . ." Maegi nodded upwards, blinking at one in particular. That one is almost a bright orange. Are they like wolves, with different pelts?

Could they sail down to earth--were they corporeal, able to be touched? Maegi knew nothing about the stars, nothing.