Stars
I was on my way home, returning from the fight in which I aided my friends. I almost missed my home, after being in space for so long. It felt comforting, rather than a prison.
What's this? I thought, as I flew by. There was a colored patch in the snow, almost like a person. It was a person! I quickly flew down and picked her up, like I had done to another girl, not so long ago.
the italics mean thoughts, just so you know