[open] a falling star fell from your heart; any

[Astrophel]

In the very depths of darkness, all stood still.   It stretches, without an end, in every direction.   There was nothing there in the realm of the shadows—no sensation of anything. A sound could not be heard, not even the beating of one’s own heart.   But, in the very blackness, there was something there. There was a serenity—a feeling of wholeness. A feeling that is often sought after to the very ends of time in earthly bodies.   He was there, among the stars, nebulas, and galaxies. He was wrapped into the very cosmoses itself.   It was timeless.   ---   He was one with the darkness and celestial beings, feeling perfectly content and safe in the confined space of darkness. He curled within the stardust and shadows, in the very warmth and completeness it provided.   Suddenly, the light had swallowed the darkness.   There was a push, a pull, and then a shove.   He could feel every part of himself being pulled apart from the stellar atmosphere, coming and sewing together into something he once was, so long and forgotten.   And then he was falling into the very light itself.   He felt ever so heavy, and time itself felt so very long here, as if this heavy feeling would never end.   A strange and unexplainable feeling overcame him abruptly. It felt cold and hard—something torn from the very existence of what he was. It felt empty and dark. Then he knew, this euphoria, was no longer there.   All of a sudden, there is a thud and loud crush onto a hard and cold surface. He is pushed against this cold surface, as if trying to be molded into the very thing. It caves around him, pulling him almost into the very core of this thing.   It stops eventually, this pull to something old and familiar. A memory is blurred of ancient and earthy smells, with stories of a stars so long ago. However, this thing, this earthy being, is new compared to what he has known.   He does not move for the longest time, but when he does he feels so heavy. The gravity of this world holds him down, but among the stars and galaxies he was weightless. It takes multiple times for him to gain his strength and get up. His legs felt like scrawny limbs almost as if he was a newborn foal, it felt useless, bur eventually he found his balance.   In midst of a large, bowl-shaped cavity in the ground of the earthly rock, he stands like a bright star of cremello complexion in the crater. The scars once on his body marked the boundaries of constellations. The white of his eyes were the sun and moon, while before the blue irises had been the galaxies itself.   He is nothing but an earthly being now, a fallen star from the heavens above.

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