Long, long years of drifting. Slow, spiraling, rhythmic motions. Shining, glowing, providing light. Alas, the crash was sudden.
The earth cracked and shook, opening its arms to receive the falling star in an unparalelled embrace. Who will mourn for the once-shining star?
I will.
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