Asteroid City -

The sun climbed higher. The diner served burnt coffee and cherry pie. The children built a new diorama—not of the moon, not of Mars, but of the crater itself, with two tiny figures made of clay standing at its center, holding hands.

The creature turned to Woodrow. The harmonic sound came again, but this time, it resolved into something almost like words, spoken in a language that predated language itself. Asteroid City

Andromeda did not put her sunglasses back on. She looked at the sky. It looked back, calm and empty and full of everything she had just learned to see. The sun climbed higher