(@ask-dawnanddusk) Maskviah leaned forward, taking care not to accidentally knock over the little snowman the mew had made. "Greetings, little light. I am a maker of stars and galaxies similar to yourself, and I was most curious about your culture and traditions. I have not heard of many others like I within mine own realm, and therefore I wonder how it is you all differ from I. What is your culture like? Does all of your family reside on one planet, or roam the stars, constantly travelling?"
“Father is the King of the Cosmos. He’s in charge of this universe and all the stuff in it. Mommas the Queen but she doesn’t do much ‘ruling’ but I think that’s cause she’d rather do other stuff while father handles it. They both live in the palace offworld.
Father is the one who actually makes the stars I just help by collecting the stuff for it. But when I’m older I’ll get to do it all by myself! Sometimes my cousins help collect stuff too but it’s usually my job.”
”Home planets are really small compared to normal ones, usually just big enough for a couple of houses and they orbit within adult territory. Once you’re an adult your free to choose a new home! It can be somewhere on Earth or a whole new planet.
“Earth is more fun to play on though so we all come here often,” the small mew continues to flip through the pages showing off cousin after cousin as he rambled. He soon slows down, his smile slipping a little as he mumbles, “oh uh sorry for rambling. I probably could have shortened that.”
“What about you?” The mew suddenly asked in return, “I haven’t met a star maker that wasn’t a cosmic from this universe.”
