I'd see the light in the shade of the morning sun
Callista stood under the ceiling of Orion and looked up, curious. She had never really considered the "stars" of Orion before, unable to even get close to them. She didn't have wings or anything and didn't exactly have the kind of magic to get her up there. But she knew they couldn't be stars...not when there was a ceiling.
As a kid, hatching here, she really had thought that there wasn't anything but the ceiling. And those stars were the only stars that existed. She knew better now, stories of Noctua, of the surface, but she had yet to go. It was so far, but she'd heard the descriptions - an endless beyond, glittering stars so distant it doesn't seem real.
These were not stars. Which meant they could get knocked down.
She reached down and grabbed a pebble off the ground, turning back towards the ceiling. Tossing the stone in her paw once, she gathered energy into her arm and then made to throw it as hard as she could. As the stone released, the energy surged from paw to rock and shot upwards towards one of the "stars". There was a distant fracturing sound as the stone hit one of the lights and then bounced off, to immediately hit the ceiling, scattering shards of rock down towards the ground.
She huffed. So close.
That the night would never comе
