"Ha-ha, I'm mighty!" It thought, enjoying the sheer power of projecting
light and warmth out, out into cold, dark space. "And the best thing about this
is, I'll be able to do it forever!"
But after a long while, the sun began to think, "I may be powerful, but I'm
also very lonely. Sending my power into space like this is getting
boring . I
would feel happy again if I had something
to shine on ."
Unbeknownst to the sun, however,
there were other things. They were
eons and eons, one meteora large rock,
that had broken off,
this rock sailed in view of the brilliant sun, she thought, "What
kind of like the look and feel of this sun, at least this side of him," she
she giggled on Gravity's merry-go-round, all the while
Shyly, when she was at her closest point to the sun, the rock spoke.
"I'd like you to be my
sun," she breathed. For
the rock had truly