Kal heard a voice from the reflecting glass. “Melon! Come back!” He stared into the artifact. A hazy image appeared. An omen? A memory? He saw a clear, moonlit sky. A boy scouring the prairie. A collie running through the long gold grass. The boy had snapped at his dog. He didn’t mean to. He was tired. Hungry. His patience was thin. Melon was a dependable friend. But collies have feelings, too. Now the boy just wanted to know if she was okay... ”Ooo shiny! What do you see?” Hero whispered, interrupting the vision. Kal looked back at the reflecting glass, but the image was gone.