Dusk on Cybestellia

    The grass scattered pink rays onto the side of the house, and the sky faded from lavender to a deep muddy maroon and the sun set. Whimsical and Raddish finished up their game of treewhack and rushed inside before dark; the ground under the tree was covered with the light pink petals that only an hour before had resided on the branches.

    The boys' mother had warned them sternly that the sun's rays would give way to the cosmic rays at nighttime, so into the house and under the ground they went. It'd be another week until the sun rose again. Luckily they'd gotten enough of their energy out for the time, and they could see to their studies and chores until it was time to go out again.