Splish, splash, splish, splash. She stomps her hooves through the enchanting puddles, humming to herself as she lets the childish joy consume her. There is probably nothing better than a good puddle to leap around in, and as the water splashes her lanky legs, she thinks of little else- not the thunder that had grumbled in the sky like Eytan’s laughter, not the bright cracks of lightning electrifying the sky, not the ominous foreboding secrets shared in murmers that had disrupted the grown ups from their daily living. Nope, nothing could bring her down. Besides, she had found this super awesome bag that she had managed to secure beneath her wing, and though it was a little too big, she could certainly grow into it. And who cared if it looked bulky beneath the downy appendage that hung off of her side, because it could fit so much neat stuff in it, that nearly daily she had to dump out her treasure and shift through the shining stones, wilting flowers, that leaf that was shaped like an ugly heart or a butt, and a bug or two that always seemed to be sleeping when she dumped out the bag, and she had to pick something to leave behind. It was always a difficult decision, but one she needed to make to fit in her newest prize. She did manage to make the good decision to hold onto a few things that when she had eaten they made her feel kinda weird, so she figured she would save them for later.

Across the glassy expanse, her golden eyes gaze, for the most part taking in little but the shining sun reflecting off of the surface in blinding sheets. So when she sees another person out here, she nearly lets out an obnoxious squeal, but she’s able to contain herself, and instead excitedly stomps her forehooves in the puddle before her, and bounds forward. The other girl seems to be investigating. She prances up upon spindly legs, tipping her head to the side, and smiles. “Maybe it fell from the sky,” she answers, attention hopping eagerly from the possibly new friend, to the egg that lay within a rocky nest. It was apparent that the girl hadn’t been speaking to her, but no one else was around to answer, so she took it upon herself. “I mean, it could have been laid here, but still. Wouldn’t something be protecting it if it belonged here?”

Her tail wiggles slowly as she stares at the egg, eyes taking in the smooth shell that seemed to mimic the storm that had consumed the sky. She almost wants to grab it and run, but the other girl had found it first, and fair was fair. But then something not very good happens as the egg breaks. “Oh no,” she whispers, honey eyes growing wide. She just can’t seem to pull her eyes away. She truthfully has no idea what is happening, but she certainly doesn’t want to miss it.  

The universe began
with our eyes closed