He pats down his hips and checks his pockets. "Have you seen the thing?"

"What thing?"

"You know, my thing that does that thing with the colors."

She releases her exasperation in controlled breaths, knowing that her full exhale will freeze the surface of the earth. "Your paintbrush?"

He rewards her with a beaming smile, the light of which reflects off the moon and sends a pulsing glow below. "Exactly."

"It's where you last used it."

He snaps his fingers, which sends a gust of warm wind through the wispy clouds. He reaches behind the horizon to pull out the paintbrush.

He then dips it into the sparkling ocean, and before the colors dry up, he brushes it onto the darkening northern sky.

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A/N: This snippet was inspired by the album artwork and song 'Aurora Arc' by Bump of Chicken.

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