"I miss Mommy and Daddy." Maenae's smile drooped. She buried her hand into Energy's soft shoulder.
"I'm sorry, Maenae, but that is beyond my abilities." A voice whispered within Maenae's mind.
"You can always visit them by simply remembering them.""I remember…" Maenae's face contorted with sadness. Her eyes glimmered.
She was back in her room on the home ship. It was a small room with a bed on one side and a cushioned bench on the other. The floors were not like the hard floor she was standing on now. They were firm, but a little spongy. She could bounce high on them if she wanted. Maenae remembered.
The ceiling arced over her in a lovely shade of gold and the only real wall of the room was a constantly shifting sky of darkening blue with fluffy white clouds drifting across it.
"It's time for bed, Maenae." Maenae looked up and smiled at the words she had not heard in so long.
It was a language that she had only heard her people speak. It was her mother.
Mother was beautiful. She was so much taller than Maenae and had curly brown hair that was longer than Maenae was tall. She always had a smile for Maenae and the little girl remembered.
A scar ran from her mother's hairline over her left eye and down her cheek. Maenae had witnessed the event that had scarred her. It was not something she wished to let invade her wonderful memory.
