Inkless Archives: Scattered Files on The Floor

exhibit n: "the lone star"

I am the lone star of our kind. Should I be proud? What do you think?

Sometimes, I think about just burning my fuel down, and turning my light off. But I realised that the younger spheres that orbit me will all perish, to float into oblivion forever.

While I orbit an elder star, there's the distance between us. If I get too close, my own body will be eradicated, to either turn into stardust, or be devoured by another star.

But today, I shine brightly in front of everyone. I am the lone star, and I should be proud.

The debris of challenges can — and will — change my path, along with everything elses. But I will make sure that these won't hinder mine. The only thing that would drain my energy is a pit of void, to fall in for eternity.

As a star, I'll grow up from my main sequence, turning into a supernova, bigger and brighter than before. I'll gather enough hope and courage to maintain my stance and hold my ground against more difficult challenge that would bombard my life, and everyone else's.

Everyone knows that every existing thing has an end. And no one knows when that will be. Over time, I will shrink, my shining will dim, and I will falter. Again, I'll gather... hopefully, enough courage to not collapse immediately.

And soon after, my light will turn dark, and no one will ever know... immediately. Well, the light from the Sun needs 8 minutes to get to Earth. My point is: it's intimidating and relieving that everything has an end. No one would like to exist for eternity, don't you think?

When will my journey end? No one knows for sure. When will your journey end? Well, it's yours to decide.

And now, here, in front of you stands the lone star, the one amongst its kind, proudly showing its brightness, ready to share its glimmer, and enlighten everyone else with it.