Long Ago...

...there was a large and beautiful galaxy. In this galaxy, there lived many millions of stars, but this story is about two in particular - Blue Star and White Star. As we all know, each star is special, no two have the same spectrum. Because we can't speak star spectrum language, we can't properly say their true names.

One day, galactic gravitational forces brought Blue Star into White Star's field of vision. Even though both stars were born in the same galaxy, neither had seen the other before. As with all things in life, perspective is always significant. From White Star's perspective, Blue Star burned brilliantly against the velvet black of deep space, and White Star was pulled inexorably towards Blue Star. Blue Star's planets grew to love White Star, and vice-versa.

Blue Star saw White Star, but from Blue Star's perspective, White Star did not appear brilliant - but Blue Star grew to enjoy White Star's presence. From Blue Star's position, White Star's light was overwhelmed by that of a massive cluster of other stars, and a glowing nebula. Blue Star was slightly confused; Blue Star could feel White Star's special fire upon its face, but could not properly see its source due to the overwhelming backlighting of the cluster and superheated gases. White Star shone as hard as it could, but it could not compete with the combined light of the cluster. Blue Star simply looked on.

As the years passed and the galaxy spun, and the gravitational and magnetic fields shifted, White Star was pushed away. White Star was still shining with all its might, but this time, there were no other stars to obscure its brilliance. Blue Star was amazed. Who was this bright, joyful spark? Had it been here all along? Blue Star called to White Star, many times, but the distance between them had widened. White Star also called, but the winds of space fractured its words into a trillion sparkling photons.