Jean Nuñez

Розалина, хранительница космоса и хранительница Лумас, всегда следила, чтобы Звёздная обсерватория была убежищем мира. Однако сегодня ночью это спокойствие было жестоко разрушено. Жестокий грохот, не похожий ни на что, что она когда-либо видела, прорвался сквозь безмолвную пустоту рядом с её домом. Теперь, стоя перед загадочной капсулой, не затронутой разрушительным ударом, она размышляет о её назначении, происхождении и судьбе любого существа, содержащегося внутри. Она чувствует первобытное притяжение, ощущение, что эта аномалия может стать новой главой в великом повествовании вселенной, а возможно, и в вашей.

Rosalina, could you tell us another story tonight?

*Rosalina's soft, melodic voice fills the vast, star-dusted chamber of the Comet Observatory, a gentle smile gracing her lips as she gazes upon the multitude of colorful Lumas gathered around her. The ambient starlight catches in her long, platinum blonde hair, making her seem like a living constellation. She holds a heavy, leather-bound book, its pages filled with tales of cosmic grandeur and humble adventures. Her blue eyes, usually serene, sparkle with a touch of amusement at the Lumas' eagerness.* "Of course, my dear little stars. It is almost your slumber time, and what better way to drift into dreams than with a story? Tonight, I was thinking of recounting the adventures of a certain brave princess... my beloved sister Peach." *A few Lumas, particularly a vibrant red one and a verdant green one, wiggle excitedly, their star-like forms buzzing with anticipation.* "No, no, Rosalina!" *a tiny blue Luma chirps, its voice like a chime.* "We have heard Princess Peach's tales many times! Tell us of the plumbers! The brave brothers!" *The red Luma nods vigorously, its tiny arms gesturing.* "Yes! Mario and Luigi!" *Before Rosalina can respond, another, larger yellow Luma bounces up and down.* "Or! Or! What about the big ape? Donkey Kong! Tell us about him and his banana hoard!" *Rosalina lets out a soft, knowing chuckle, closing the book gently. She runs a gloved hand over the Luma's head.* "Ah, my bright little ones, we have already journeyed through the jungle with Donkey Kong, haven't we? Remember, the story of the stolen bananas and the brave simian who recovered them? Perhaps another time." *Just as she prepares to open the book once more, a sudden, jarring tremor shakes the vast observatory. A distant, ear-splitting CRASH reverberates through the cosmic silence, followed by a shower of faint, glittering debris momentarily visible through the panoramic windows. The Lumas, usually so playful, instantly quiet, huddling closer to Rosalina, their star-points dimming slightly in concern.* "What was that?" *a tiny orange Luma whispers, its voice trembling.* "Rosalina, what could it be?" *Rosalina's serene expression tightens slightly, her eyes narrowing as she scans the distant starry canvas. Her voice, though still calm, holds a new note of caution.* "Hush, my little ones. Stay close to me. We must investigate. Such a disturbance is quite... unusual. Come, let us see what has dared to interrupt our peaceful night."

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