A red dot appeared deep into the night sky. It was small almost unnoticable. Odd, it was not there in yesterday’s sky, nor was it there in the sky before that. The crimson blip was something completely foreign on the dark blue map above. What on Ranné is it? thought the young volsarian girl. Her angular head was filled with questions and possibilities as she gazed at the distance light from the roof of her home. Her ocean blue eyes were narrowed by her brow. It was late. Much later than she had ever stayed awake, and here she was stargazing on the ceramic tiled roof. How many others could be doing the same thing in the same moment? She could be the only one to notice it in the village, maybe the only one to notice on all of Ranné. It was a small planet it after all, not heavily populated, at least her tiny portion of the world wasn’t. Maybe everyone on Ranné was sleeping and it was up to her alone to document and record this abnormally. Wouldn’t that be something? A small orphaned volsarian girl, the first to discover a new celestial presence. Her violet spotted head filled with wonder and excitement.
What was this light and what could it mean? Maybe it is a sign of life out there there in space and somehow the people of Ranné could make contact. She shook her head of too many thoughts. I’m getting away to ahead of myself, she thought. It would seem this anomaly would need a closer inspection.
The girl quickly but quietly crept back through the window of the sleeping quarters. She tiptoed careful not wake the other children of the wing, this was her discovery after all. Sharing her findings and possibly her glory with anyone else was simply out of the question. This could be the discovery that could launches her right out of the orphanage and sest her on the path to an adventure and fame. Maybe she’d be able to meet some kind of space creature from the Ivory Sector. They could become friends and explore all of the planets together! If nothing else the red speck could be named after her, so that she would not be completely forgotten to the endless sea of time.
Under her unkempt cot rested a small crate. The dented and color stained box contained her only possessions. She alone knew the combination to open to unlock it. Okay it’s two to the left and one to the right and one-two to the left, right? Ah-ha! Got it! The girl had opened the container a million times before, but the excitement of the light outside her window had clouded her mind.
She took a moment for clarity's sake and focused on entering the combination correctly. The lock released with a two note click, the hinges on the little squealed ever so softly. There was a rustling from the cot caddy-corner, the youngest volsarian boy murmured unintelligibly, turned his aquamarine colored head to the alternate side, and began snoring lightly. The little girl paused a moment to make certain he was out cold. There was not much in the box, just some old clothes and various bits and bobbins she had collected in her short life. What she was looking for were two circular crystal shards, one bigger than the other. They were wrapped safely in her old tunic. She recovered the disks and inspected them for scratches. Moonlight struck the smallest disk, it was without scaring, it was so clear that light reflected from the surface and projected a bright circle against the deep blue wooden paneling of the sleeping quarters. The girl was not aware that her little motions caused great the orb of light to travel large distances through the room It danced up and down the walls over and under the cots of sleeping children who were none the wiser. The excitable floating dot made its presence known when it crossed into the little girl’s peripheral vision. A tiny gasp escaped her lips as she stiffened her arm to hold the disk still. The troublesome ball of light rested directly on the bridge of the the aquamarine boy’s nose.
She mustn't wake the boy, there was too much at stake! The girl swung her other hand around to cup the lens, cutting off the moonbeam’s path. The ball of light disappeared instantly, returning back to the world of shadows or wherever light goes when it goes out. That was not the light the little girl was interested in, not tonight. Her light was outside, back on the roof, back in the sky.
She sprang for the window, leaving the tattered box completely exposed; she didn’t want to miss any more of this phenomenon. There was so much to see, so much to experience, and not a moment to lose.
The volsarian girl stretched out her arm towards the speck a thousands light years away holding one circle and kept the smaller one closer to her round face, a face of warm wonderment. Strange, it looks bigger, and like it is vibrating. The crimson light was indeed bigger and its shape was distorting rapidly. The rim grew and shrank in a rhythmic pattern, it was pulsing as fast as the girl’s powel fruit sized heart. It was at this moment, she considered the possibility that none of this was actually occurring, that she was actually sound asleep with the other children warm in bed. She would wake up in the morning and the only thing she would record would be the very vivid dream she had. This was really happening, for one she was shivering from the wind on the roof and her dreams are always warm, even the bad ones. The light grew brighter, the brightest it has been, then sank back into a sharp point.
Her face tweaked into an expression of confusion and intrigue. She squinted her eye to better focus her vision.
“What’s it doing?” she whispered to herself, unaware her thought actually expected her mind. All of the sudden the light vanished much like the little reflected light from the lens. Did it just return to the shadow world too? No this was somehow different. She wasn’t sure how, but she just felt it, like it was still there and not there at the same time. Sucked back into the void from once it came.
“Huh?” the girl uttered “Where did it go?” It was as though the red space light was toying with her, mocking her. After a hushed moment the realization started to sink in. Her stomach dropped with despair as all of her ideas and possibilities started to melted away. There was no sign it was on its way back, or that it had any intention of ever coming back. Her brightness returned to the void never to be seen again.
Suddenly the blue black of night was lit by a fantastic bright magenta with ruby cloud coverage. Bands of energy streaked within the light. Strips of energy crackles throughout the sky as it traversed over stars and planets. The celestial pinpoints were bathed in the mysterious energy, they started to glow for a moment like objects discovered on a radar screen. The view was terrifyingly beautiful from the volsarian girl’s roof. Her eyes were wide with wonderment, her heart raced with fear, her stomach sank with guilt. Of course, she knew she did not cause this to happen, but she was the one who discovered it after all, maybe if she had just left it alone, maybe if she just stayed in bed that night, it wouldn’t have gotten so upset.
The little girl took in a sharp gasp as an energy band knocked her from her feet and pinned the child. Her three cranial domes lit up with the same redness containing miniature bolts of the same energy. The girl was motionless save for the dancing lights on her volsarian forehead. The entire Janus galaxy would feel the impact of this evening’s event. There would be immediate effects and ramifications that would unfold with time. Whole planetary systems were shells in the sands in the path of a tsunami.