One Thousand HeartsFar beyond the reach of your telescopes, there is a world. It is small, insignificant; chosen because of its diminutive size. Its atmosphere, once a haven for simple life forms, is inhospitable. Only one being resides on it. This world, now completely lifeless, was given a dark purpose so that all other worlds might be spared.
Stillness. That night was the very essence of stillness. There were five comets in number that alit on that terrible planet. Four were incarnations of the phases of the moons. They shone with a clear blue light, akin to that of the moons. The fifth was warm, her golden light brighter than the rest, bringing true light to the world. She exuded the kind of light that made creatures want to live. Only there were none there for her to inspire. Their fall to the dark world was graceful, effortless. Behind them extended gloriously beautiful tails of pure light, that seemed to stretch across the entire sky.
Euvanesiel was not an angel. She was purer. She was