From the stuff of creation the star was made. In its own way, it was sentient--and after the manner of sentient beings, it needed companionship--and other life to feed on.
Its creators could not stop the star.
They could only watch, helpless, as its power grew and grew.
And then one day, they were no longer there to watch. For they too had added their might to the power of the star.
This was the beginning...
Its creators could not stop the star.
They could only watch, helpless, as its power grew and grew.
And then one day, they were no longer there to watch. For they too had added their might to the power of the star.
This was the beginning...