Cascades of light from a far-off star adorn Mylnn’s water droplet. She shivers, tucking her miniscule wings closer to her body for warmth. Gravity pulls at her stomach, or what passes for such, as the droplet tumbles ever faster.
Despite the friction, heat abandons her. Mylnn releases a telepathic scream as her droplet begins to freeze. The beating of her triplet hearts slows to a low rumble. For a few moments, she is encased in an icy tomb.
Mylnn takes a rapid breath. Her droplet warms to a liquid state, joining millions of others in the planet Bynthon’s wrap-around waterfall.