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When Stars Ignite: A Nalu AU

When Stars Ignite: A Nalu AU

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Have you ever considered that in a way, stars are made of fire? They are flaming balls of gas. Did you know that stars are so far away that the light we see from them is actually 50 years old. The real light they are giving off right now won't be seen for 50 years. So what if that light is the star's happiness? What if the happiness we are currently seeing on their face is years old? What are they feeling now? Will we have to wait 50 years to see? Or will it never come? What if that giant ball of gas explodes? What will happen to it? Will it instantly reform, will it take years? Or will it never come? What happens... When Stars Ignite?
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