L'Oos, Goddess of the Sun, Freedom, Expression, Self, and a multitude of other things stands atop a high branch of one of her Titan Trees. Her golden, flame-like hair flickering and waving in the breeze. The wind was strong tonight, causing the branch that she stands upon to sway slightly.
"You can't delay it forever, 'L'Oos'." A soft, whispery voice spoke.
"Begone, I do not wish to speak to you. Not after what you did." She spits, waving a glowing, golden hand, before disappearing into the night like a fire suddenly being snuffed out.
***
"Hey, Nova." Poi'niuu waved his hand in front of your face, snapping you back to reality. "Quit daydreaming! I know that L'Neeri is your dream boyfriend, but stop fantasizing about him, he is on his way."
You immediately flush. "What? No! He's not- I don't-" you scramble.
Poi'niuu laughs in his strange, canopy accent. His voice is airy and flowing, like water running over a leaf.
"Cut it out Poi," T'Ervaa interjects, frowning. "It's obvious that Nova has feelings for him, we shouldn't tease her."
"Hahaha, yes, I'm just teasing. It's true though, right Nova?" He smiles innocently, turning to you.
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"Nope, sorry, nope, nopety-nope!" You wave your hands frantically. "Not even close."
"Where is L'Neeri? It's almost Sunhigh!" T'Ervaa sighs, changing the subject.
"He was falling all night! Cut him some slack." Melonaa replies.
T'Ervaa huffs, he leans on a branch that overhangs the boardwalk, pulling his arms behind his shaggy head.
Suddenly, a loud sneeze from behind you makes everyone look up.
"Were you guys talking about me?" L'Neeri says.
Poi'niuu runs up to his friend and punches him in the arm. "Good to see you Mr. 'Branded One.'"
L'Neeri rubs his arm, "Likewise, Mr. 'My parents gave me a girls name.'" Poi'niuu immediately scowls.
Melonaa wraps L'Neeri in a hug, which makes him cringe slightly. T'Ervaa walks forward and waves silently.
Poi'niuu makes an insensitive comment, but your attention is diverted elsewhere.
All around you, faint glimmers of golden light have popped up. Alien whispers grow in volume as you observe the little specks of light.
You grimace.
The whispers form barely conceivable words among a sea of chaotic sounds.
"...Light..."
"...severance..."
"...Nova..."
"...stars..."
"...be free..."
"...be free..."
"...be free..."
"...be free..."
"...be free..."
"...Sa'Bel..."
"...Sa'Bel..."
"...severance..."
"...severance..."
"...Light..."
"...L'Oos..."
"...Light..."
"...severed... stars..."
"...Severed Stars..."
"... severance..."
"Nova? Nova! Hey, what's up?" L'Neeri says, his voice seeming distant.
Poi'niuu spoke again. "She has been daydreaming all morning..." His voice was even more distant.
You feel a soft tugging behind your navel, almost like something was pulling you.