"there's nothing you can do that can't be done
nothing you can sing that can't be sung"

Clementine found herself enthralled by the puzzle that the Flats presented.  It seemed like this place should be similar to her desert home, but where the Throat was filled to the brim with life the Flats were stark and nearly lifeless.  The land was strange here, where the sky reflected on the shimmering ground for as far as the eye could see.  On some days it seemed like the only living thing in this place were the birds flying overhead, making their way somewhere else more alive.  Clem just thought that the Flats must have its own secrets yet to be discovered.  Little did she know that this land in itself was mysterious - pulled from another world by the Sun himself.

The flower girl amused herself with chasing clouds and birds for what felt like hours before she even registered the slight dip in temperature, the sweet smell of rain on the wind, and the charge of electricity in the air.  She hadn’t realized just how far she’d wandered - alone out in the plains.  The filly whirled in an instant, her spindly legs pumping, chasing her own reflection back in the direction of her own hoofprints.  The rain fell in sheets across her back, the reflective puddles grew larger and the images warped, but the flower child felt no fear as she streaked across the expanse.

The rain finally began to relent and the child could make out two figures - both roughly the same size.  And one of those figures was instantly recognizable as her sister, bringing a bright smile to the soaked filly’s face.  The girl’s pace did not slow, but evolved into something a hundred times more jovial as she made her way to her sister’s side, curious as to what had drawn her attention.  Clementine didn’t recognize the other girl, but offered the girl a smile as well, before bumping her nose against her twin’s shoulder as she peeked around her side.

“Oooh,” the flower girl murmured, in awe of her sister’s discovery.  An Egg!  Clem had seen a companion egg hatch once before. Maybe this one was Melita’s.  “What do you think it’s going to be? Do you think there’s a dragon like Mama’s in there?”  Clem’s words came in a rush, though she knew that other creatures hatched from eggs - she’d seen it.  The sunshine girl practically quivered with excitement at the egg began to hatch, and her eyes flickered to the other girl for a moment. “It’s okay! It’s hatching! We get to see what it is!” Clem said, quietly, but utterly unable to contain her excitement.