Sequoia Coast clocks and calendars don't work in night vale

Rose is silent as the girl speaks, her admiral eyes content to watch the night sky while her companion tells of her story. Falling stars. What a sight that must have been. The flame coated yearling rolled on her side to face her new friend, eyes burning bright with interest. “It must have been beautiful” she starts off with, her mind desperately trying to imagine what the field must have looked like while lit up with the sky’s unexplainable beauty. For a moment she is satisfied with this image, but Rose’s thirst for knowledge was unquenchable and she wished to know more if she could.

“What was it like? Were they hot or cold? Did they look like they do in the sky?” she paused, the realization hitting her that she might be suffocating Furi with all of her questions. Her face turned to an apologetic look while waiting to hear if her questions would be answered.