“Where am I?” Star asked as she looked around her in wonder and confusion.
The world where she was standing looked like it came out of a Van Gogh painting. Small thatched roofs were barely visible in the distance. The sky was a deep purple. A stark contrast to the fields of gold. A few trees dotted the landscape of rolling hills leading to the edge of distant mountains. Huge birds soared high in the sky, their large red, yellow, and green feathers standing out. White clouds dotted the sky like a child’s first finger painting.
Star turned in a circle in the golden grass. It was almost as tall as her. The sounds of birds taking flight had her shading her eyes to see what had startled them. Her eyes widened as huge spaceships broke through the atmosphere.
She watched in horror as the ships
