The Boy continued...

The first of these minutes took the boy and his bed to a blue star and he watched it pulse with every shade of blue and violet and indigo imaginable, some that can't even be imagined. He watched the star bulge and shiver, it's blue gases burning and shifting. Suddenly and unexplainably, the star turned its countenance to the boy and watched him. There was no face, no eye, just the feeling that it was somehow looking at him. The boy was startled and if his heart was still beating, it would have skipped. He felt helpless and vulnerable, but looked back at the star and then his bed was pulled to the flaming ball, until he could see nothing before him but blue fire. He felt no heat though, just the warmth of his bed sheets, that and the sense of the star's life and mind, fixated on him.

They sat like that for another eternal minute until the star showed it's face, or a face. It appeared out of the shaped gas and it was a woman, a girl really. She looked at the boy and she smiled and he caught a glimpse of the star's warmth. "She's lovely," he though to himself, and the star smiled wider.

Then he heard her voice in his mind and she asked him, "What is your name?"
"Jonah," he answered.
"Pleased to meet you," said the star. Jonah smiled and sat up straighter in his bed. It shifted under him to accomodate the new position.
"Do you want to go home Jonah?" the star asked and her flames and gases shifted to form an image of Jonah's home, and his empty room. His parents were sleeping, as was his sister. The star showed him all this and his street at night, but Jonah did not want to return.
"I don't want to go home yet," he said, because he was alive and wanted to see more of space and meet new stars and see new worlds Anything his bed or the mind guiding it wished to show him.
"Fine," the star said, smiling, "but be careful because not everyone you meet will be glad to see you."
"What do you mean?" asked Jonah.
"You'll see," she answered, "if you ever need help just call my name Jonah."
"What is your name?"
"Call me Madeline. I hope we meet again Jonah."

And then Jonah and his bed soared away from Madeline the blue star and through space. Jonah began to motice other specific stars of different colors, but no matter how far his bed took him he found he could always look and see Madeline shining blue and bright somewhere in the great map of twinkling space laid out before him....