"Thank you, Ora!" the professor said as she put back her electronic device. A light bulb inside the sign clicked on as it bumped a rotting pillar. The doctor traversed through ankle deep seawater mindful to not step on any cockleshells along the way. Ora's glowing sign came to a stop on top of the submerged meteorite. She pryed up the gritty, ashen grey space rock from the shallows just as the amphibious craft puttered up.
The magnetic sign in one hand and her treasured fall in the other, Dr. Payne squared off like a gunslinger with the glaring xenon floodlights. "Not sorry," she called to the cryptic occupants and then turned around to walk back toward shore. But then the astronomical scientist thought about the unusually heavy stone that she held. The shooting star was not warm to the touch at all, even a bit cold now.
She turned again to face the ACV. "This reminds me of the Indigo Bunting, a fascinating blue bird that migrates at night using stars to navigate. We also look to the stars for guidance to find our way. My guess is your need for this is greater than mine... which is a lot. I thought it would be a valuable addition to the observatory for visitors to learn from, be inspired by, maybe make a wish on."
The astronomer offered up the monumental discovery. "It's not the first one I've found and won't be the last. I'll keep looking like I always have -- it's literally my thing." A gloved hand reached out in silhouette against the blazing spotlights to receive the celestial orb and then the doctor walked to the beach.
