"I'm doing this to get back to him, and if you've got a problem with it, you'll have to tell that to the council!!" Erika said, flustered. Unkle looked at her with concern. Her memories had returned again, almost completely.
"Think about this realistically Erika, he's thousands of light years away, probably dead! We don't even know in what stellar era we are!" The guardian return in earnest. For the first time talking with intensity and investment. There was a painful silence as the two stood across from each other in the wide open field. The sky offered nothing more than the whispers of the wind.
Erika fell down into the tall grass, looking wistfully at the blue sky, hiding the stars that could tell her where her lost love stood.
"Will I ever get to see him again?"