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Name of the MutatoGalaxy
Reason for choosing the nameIt shall not be in my place to tell you why this name was chosen. Let me take us back to a few years ago, when this particular Mutato was born. An image started to appear in front of your very eyes..
"What shall we name her?" Voices were heard from a small hole, from a hole seemingly dug by a small creature. "Hurry! We must name her before the sun sets! Before the last of the light is gone!" It was sunset. The sun was quickly setting. Beautiful hues of blue, pink, purple and such tinted the skies. The clouds reflected every bit of light that was shone upon it, blending in quietly with the sky. "Are you sure?" A hushed voice whispered. There was a few crackling noises, presumably from the movements made from a creature that was moving in the large patches of grass. "Then Galaxy her name shall be." A Female Mutato, with a youngster in her arms appeared. Soon after, another male Mutato appeared. They huddled together. "Blessed be she." Muttered the female, looking at the youngster affectionately. The male glanced at the female and smiled. "Aye, she will be. 'Galaxy. A collection of stars, gas, and dust bound together by gravity. The smallest galaxies may contain only a few hundred thousand stars...'" The male started reading out from a book that we had not noticed he was carrying before. The female Mutato grinned. "This youngling shall have stars protecting her, the dust on the ground protecting her wherever she may roam to, and the gas in the air protecting her and surrounding her always, she shall never drown..."
The scene before us ended, leaving us with the scenery that was seen before.
Describe a wish that #11 made on a shooting starOn a beautiful night, when the moon was glowing and round, the skies were all a color of dark blue, a rather young Mutato laid her head down on the grass, with her face glancing up at the skies. Suddenly, a bright light appeared out of nowhere. The Mutato squinted. She saw something truly amazing, so pure, so out of this world. She saw a shooting star, with its white bright light streaking across the clouds. A thought came to her: I wish these beautiful memories were forever ours to keep. Without knowing, she spoke aloud. That wish, it came true, though she did not know it. Years worth of memories were stored inside her, from the lands full of flowers and windmills, the lands in which she had once wandered in. And sometimes, when this Mutato would have trouble falling asleep, the night in which she had seen that shooting star's scene replayed and replayed over and over again in her head...
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