[The stars twinkle and zoom, and soon everyone will find themselves running together. Sup guys!! You can still tell which star is yours, but right now, it doesn't matter.

They're all lead to the meadow, passing, whatever mess is happening at the fence, and run over a hill

the stars suddenly converge on a seemingly empty grassy spot on the ground, twinkling and spinning in the air over head.

Weirdly, despite the gentle warm breeze in the evening air, the grass is completely still.]