BLUE PLANET

HAPPILY EVER AFTER

"It's very beautiful, yes" said Marxist while tightening his arm firmly on Venera's shoulder.

"True, this is very beautiful." said Venera, leaning his head on the shoulders of Marxists. The two sat leisurely on the grass, leaning comfortably on a large rock covered in vines.

The view from the top of the hill where the waterfall is poured is very amazing. They gazed into the distance, looking at the wide-spread sky, overshadowing the entire part of the garden wherever their eyes looked.

A ray of orange light mixed with pink hangs at the end of the horizon, indicating the sun will soon sink in the western horizon. In this Blue Planet simulation park, the direction of sunrise and sunset is opposite to that of Venus, and Mars.

"It turns out this is the view of twilight on the Blue Planet. The colors are really very beautiful." said Venera without releasing the view from the dazzling panorama of the sky above her head.

Marxists just nodded. His hand stroked the fine golden hair of Venera that was freely scattered on the back of his head.

"And in a moment, we will be watching the night sky for the first time in this park. You must be impatient too" said Marxist.

Venera nodded excitedly. "I was really curious about the view of the night sky on the Blue Planet. All this time I've always loved looking at the night sky on Venus, even though it's just through my bedroom window."

"Me too" said the Marxist. "The night sky always makes me calm and comfortable. When it was difficult to fall asleep, I always looked at the night sky. Look at the stars and try to count them. Until I finally fell asleep."

"What?" Venera looked surprised. "I do that often too. Why are our habits the same?"

Marxist smile. "Of course our thinking is the same. We're a cell-core pair, right?"

Venera smiled. "Oh, yeah. You're right," he said softly.

And the sun was finally completely sunk in the western horizon.

The sky slowly began to darken. Eliminate the remnants of the white tinge of light that is still left here and there.

It gets darker, then blackens.

And after that they appeared one by one.

With different colors and brilliance from each other. Some looked distant, bright white and flickering rapidly. Some are greenish in color, looking closer to a quieter blink. There is a bright yellow color, looks silent without blinking even though after being noticed it turns out he also flickers even though in a very slow tempo.

Venera and Marxists enjoyed everything that was caught by their eyes. Venera pointed there and here, amazed to see the strange and unique formations that formed from the collection of stars.

And as the night wore on, there was a wide white line, which stretched across the sky from the farthest end to the farthest end. The line looked like a sprinkling of putig-colored fine earth that spread out to form a small path to connect one place with another.

"What is that about?" show Marxists. "Do you know?"

Venera. "I don't know. Perhaps the information about it is in the basic information that Queen Ishtar and King Ares should give us if yesterday we agreed to go to the Blue Planet." His tone sounded a little regretful.

Marxists laugh. "Don't think about it, Venera. We will give a name for it ourselves. Also to each of the stars up there. This park belongs to both of us, right? We're the only ones here. Whatever name we give, it won't have any effect on anything or anyone, right?"

Venera turned to the Marxists with an excited face.

"You are right, Marxist! Queen Ishtar has given us this garden as a place to live. Meaning, we also have the right to do anything inside here!" said Venera cheerfully.

Marxists nodded. "It's true."

"Meanwhile, we will also give names to those cute and pretty animals, as well as trees, plants, and flowers!" venera is even more excited.

Marxists laughing. "Yes, yeah. We'll give them all names."

"Well, I'm excited!" said Venera while unceasingly exclaiming with excitement.

"I'm glad to see you so excited like this" said the Marxist, staring at Venera. “So, what will we do from tomorrow?”

“Hmm..” Venera thinks for a moment. “How about we make a place to stay? There for example?” he pointed towards a small niche on the side of the river water pool that was lined with outstretched plants that propagated from the cliff wall until crossing to the tree branches on the other side.

“Good idea,” said Marxist. “Later I will find the ingredients and I will make a strong and comfortable place for us to live. Then after that?”

“Wah, are you willing to do it? Calculating everything? You see they are so many and consist of various sizes?” ask Marxists.

“Of course I can. My time is a lot,” replied Venera casually.

Marxists laughing. “You're right. Then, what else?”

Venera stood up and looked into the distance.

“After everything is done here, I want to explore other parts far from here, then make another residence for us to live there, calculate the types of plants and animals that are there, and then make another residence for us to live there, then give them a name as well.”

"And after that?" ask Marxists.

"We go somewhere else again, and repeat everything. Until one day we come back here. Oh yes, and don't forget. We must measure the area of the place we visit, give boundaries, and give a name to each of those places. So that we do not repeat our activities in the same place again," said Venera steady.

Marxists laughed again and ruffled Venera's hair. “Your plan is great, Venera. But, aren't you going to get tired of doing all those things continuously?”

“Will you be bored?” Venera asked back.

“Of course not,” replied the Marxist calmly. "I'd rather be in this park than on Mars. You know why?"

“Because everything here is much more beautiful than on Mars. Yeah, right?” guess Venera.

“Not.” Marxists shuffle.

“Then because what?” ask Venera.

“Because I'm going to go through it alone with you" replied the Marxist.

Venera smiled at the Marxist answer. The roar of the sound of waterfalls and the singing of night beasts accompanied the warm whirring that flowed in each of his veins. His heartbeats no longer felt as painful as before. On the contrary, he enjoys the comfort of the subtle arguments that always arise when he is on the Marxist side.

“You know, Marxist, all this time I always thought the happiest thing for me was to run free in the vast prairie,”.

“And it turns?” ask Marxists.

Venera looked deeply into Marxist eyes. ”It turns out... it is much happier when I can run with you.”.

Marxists smiled at Venera's reply. Then gently kiss her forehead.

"Ehm... Marxists, does it not occur to you that we are actually serving the sentence of Queen Ishtar?" ask Venera. "I mean, we're staying here forever and can't get out of here. It's the same thing as separating us from other friends to do something, right? It's just that something doesn't feel painful or scary."

Marxist smile. "I think so. But I don't care if what we're going through is a punishment or a reward. Most importantly, I lived it with a feeling of happiness. Happy forever."

Venera looked at the two Marxist eyeballs.

"I am also happy to live this, Marxist," said Venera. "happy forever."

Marxists looked back at Venera's eyes deeply.

“I love you, Venera.”

“I love you too, Marxist.”

 

    

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