"Where am I?"
Luna found herself lying on warm, inviting ground. As she slowly opened her eyes, she observed dancing flames stretching high into the distance, so high that their tips were lost in darkness. Beneath her, a rocky surface radiated gentle warmth against her back, a surprisingly comforting sensation. It felt almost as if she were lying on a star.
Rose had always explained that stars weren't burning rocks but rather vast, floating flames, massive orbs of light suspended in the void, providing heat and illumination. There should be no solid surface on which one could stand, let alone lie down. Yet here she was. Reaching out, Luna extended her hand and felt delicate, flickering tendrils of flame caress her skin; tiny, mesmerizing embers from the majestic blaze that stretched beyond her sight.
