Redhawk Caldera goldsun

"Red trees?" Dwin furrowed her brow, glancing at a tree nearby and trying to visualize its brownish-gray tree-bark turning bright poppy-red. Had she been younger and therefore less critical on all the information she received from older people (at that time she had sincerely believed that they always spoke truth), she would have considered a theory that Teya was an alien. Now she decided that "red" was simply a perception of, how a shade of brown might have looked. 

"I dunno. Oh, I know. You. And the lake. And the big fish," she exclaimed, though she was not quite sure, if she had actually met the big fish on that very day or it was a figment of her imagination that had found its place in the memory. "But everything is so foggy. Why is it so? Why do we forget stuff?" Teya was older, she had probably forgotten a lot more stuff than Dwin, but she may have also learned the reasons as well.