(Flame sets the sun, and watches the moon rise.)
Flame: (sighs) Shadow...
(Meanwhile, on the other side of the galaxy, Shadow, a black Wander-creature with hair like Flame's, but it's black like the night sky, raises the moon, and watches the sunset)
Shadow: Oh, Flame...where ARE you? (thinks) I...I have to find her.
(It cuts back to Flame, who just finished setting the sun. She looks at the moon one more time, then turns and goes to bed. In the morning, Flame gets up early, and prepares to raise the sun. Somehow, the moon seems to set quicker than usual. It's almost like no one is controlling it. Flame raises the sun, but the moon comes back up again. Something was wrong. Something had happened to her sister.)
(To be continued...)