Starglow Basin Morfeo

Stars were visible from horizon to horizon, with the milky way splitting the sky in a stream of sparkling mist. The heat of the day lifted, and the cool seeped in like heavy liquid. Flowers closed their petals, pried open only by hungry kangaroo mice hoping to find an insect within. The waxing gibbous moon softened the red sand to a shade of silver. 

Haruto returned to the basin carrying a bundle wrapped with yellowing striped maple leaves. He'd spent the afternoon and evening rummaging through the nearest prairies for herbs, and had found himself concocting not one batch of herbs, but two. It had been difficult to wrap them up, given how dry leaves were becoming nowadays- but the one benefit of the striped maple was the sheer size of the leaves. Even when drying out, they were still massive, and somewhat floppy- pliable enough to be folded without cracking and falling apart. 

He set the bundle down when he reached the scent markings, and paused to sniff again. He had wondered once or twice throughout the afternoon if he might be picking up on the scent of some malady, not a medicine, but he felt more certain now that he had sniffed it twice. He pulled the bundle apart gently, unwrapping the two leaves and sorting the collection into two piles. 

There was now a blue pill and a red pill. 

A choice.