Junk Moon Scavenger's Find

A 13-second space opera anime short, 16:9: a scavenger kid on a junk moon finds a still-living ship AI in a wreck. The hook: the AI, lonely for decades, lights up and asks for a story.
0-3s: A wreck-field establishing shot: a junk moon, endless wreck-fields under a bruised-purple sky, crane silhouettes, scavenger shanties with lit windows. A kid in a patched envirosuit picks through a luxury yacht wreck — and finds the AI core, dark and dust-covered, half-buried in the debris.
3-7s: Pry-open tension: the kid works the core free, wipes the dust — and it lights up, warm, alive. Lonely for decades, it projects a starfield across the wreck's interior — constellations blooming on the torn hull — and asks for a story, its voice small and hopeful. The kid's eyes go wide.
7-10s: Storytelling warmth: the kid stays past curfew, sitting cross-legged by the glowing core, telling it about the market, the rain, her brother — the starfield shifting with her words, illustrating the stories. The core listens, the light pulsing gently, decades of loneliness thawing.
10-13s: The shanties' lights flicker on across the wreck-field; the kid promises to come back tomorrow. The core dims to a warm ember, content. Lonely, kind, found-family. End.
Craft: the subjects are the kid (patched envirosuit, storyteller's heart) and the AI core (warm awakening, starfield projector); the junk moon — wreck-fields, cranes, shanties — as the world. Camera: wreck-field establishing shot, pry-open tension, the core-awakening glow, starfield-projection wonder, storytelling warmth. Lighting: bruised-purple sky, the core's warm awakening. Atmosphere: lonely, kind, found-family. Style: textured space opera anime, junk detail, AI warmth, 24fps, 13 seconds, 16:9.