Vash heard singing

As he trudged through the night desert, the soft voice caught his ears and he turned to the side. A cloaked figure stood on a hill of sand a bit away. A soft glow of light surrounded them as they sang…gently illuminating the area around them.

Vash’s breath hitched as the figure rose a hand and he saw their arm; it was decorated with the familiar white pattern of the Plant race.

He found a survivor. Another of his race lives