Dream or Memory

***This Chapter Uses Brackets to Distinguish Speech For none of the Words are Spoken***

Fields of grass swayed on a mountain side as a little girl lay down amongst the tall grass asleep as fluffy clouds drifted in different shapes in the sky. As the clouds moved a setting sun was casting layers of red, orange, and white shone in equal splendor but could not penetrate through any of the clouds. On the other side of the tall grassy mountain two bright blue moons were beginning to rise casting a cool dark azure color towards the setting sun's fading light. When the two different sides met above the tall mountain a phenomenon that only occurs on this planet happened. Purple Lighting was storming all along the entire planet as day was replaced by night and vice versa.

As the crackle of thunder was distant, it was still just a soft constant rumble that shook the ground faintly but strongly. With enough 'oomph' to penetrate the core of this planet that was under construction by little flying orbs of different colors. They had 'Spatial Inventories' and a Processor to be able to use materials in many different ways. These little guys, surprisingly enough, are the work and constructed under the little girl taking a nap on the surface of the mountain.

The others 'Makers' (of sorts) found her project to be a waste of time... But had allowed her to claim a Planet and only a Single Planet to do her task. Though many had not been prepared for her to out smart and out build the Master Builders of the Makers at such an age.

The Makers had found her Frozen in a dark color yet shiny material. They have never come across anything of the kind, nor thought to make it. Mostly because the composition of the minerals were not found in the multiple Galactic scales that they were aware existed.

The process of trying to chip some material away for testing proved to be an enormous feat. Though over the course of five eons... They barely got dust to fall from their exploits. Once the dust landed on the ground, a chilling overwhelming bloodlust exploded out from the material. Frighteningly paralyzing the (seven foot tall) Makers were like sitting ducks, as the child inside the ore started to move and stretched.

While she moved the ore became liquid and moved with her body slowly receding onto her skin covering her. Slowly it moved to cover her with a simple dress the color of the ore. Blinking multiple times she regained her sight and noticed the bulky muscular males in armored fabric pants who all didn't wear shirts. Though their toned chiseled torsors had piqued the child's interest but when she remembered she didn't know When she was, she kept herself in check.

She attempted to talk... But quickly realized that they were in a place where sound did not travel. Watching the Males make small gestures without looking at each other. She blinked and her eyes went blood red as her vision changed perspectives. Noticing different waves of pheromones surrounding them she knew they communicated like ants.

Blinking again her eyes turned a gold orange color which startled them. Slowly reaching her pale hand into the ground she grabbed a handful of dirt. Using her other hand she cupped it and her hands began to glow white, as the dirt began to harden, then became glass, then became a shiny semi solid liquid. She slowly made it into a perfect circle and the glow slowly turned green as the material solidified with a design in the middle that looked like two open squares that spiraled in on themselves three times yet they never touched.

Placing a hand on top of the solid circle she lifted her hand slowly upwards and the circle split into two identical circles. Waiting for the second one to finish solidifying she helped her other hand out to the group of Males. Offering the circle to the Baffled group when one from the back steps forward and gently picks it up.

Smiling, she placed the other one on top of her head and it slowly but visibly moved down to rest just above her brow and passed through her very short hair. Making a small gesture towards the Male, he looked at the small circle then at the small child then back at the circle that fit in the palm of his hand. With a heavy sigh he put it on top of his head and paused as the material stretched to fit his size and slid down to relatively the same spot as the child's.

[Testing] a soft feminine voice sounded clearly in his head causing him to stumble back a few steps in disbelief and fall on his but.

[Giggle]

[...] The one on his but was extremely baffled to hear something that wasn't a scent that was the only way he knew how to speak. So to speak.

The other Makers just looked at him and the child in confusion as to what had happened to make him fall.

{What happened?} A collective of multiple scents at once had asked.

{It Spoke WORDS I HEARD WORDS} He replied astonished.

{Nonsense, we lost our hearing as well as speech because of that incident. There's no way you Heard Words} the one closest to him said while offering a hand.

[Hellloooo?] The female voice replied as she tilted her head to the side curiously. [I Know it's working because my Crafting is too Superior to be Faulty! Are you going to reply to me? Or do you not know how to do so?]

[...w... what...a.. are... Who... Are..you?] He stumbled as he tried to focus Words in his mind towards her like it required his entire concentration.

[I'm Kyrniz! An Original! Nice to meet you!] She bounced on her feet as she swung her hands behind her back leaning forward slightly tilting her head up and to a side looking curiously at the group of tall males from her five foot four height, [Who Are You? Also Where Are We?]