I am a very old being. I am very old indeed. Yet I am not frail, just weakened. Is that an oxymoron? No bother. I have been left in a fairly questionable state. Left in the lessor havens among the stars. Though I will return to my lover. He is my lessor half after all. I can feel it near. He is alive on the earth below. My curiosity has however been peaked by my forlorn neighbors Being a constellation in the sky is rather... boring to say the least I've been here for what? A thousand plus rotation cycles? It's been a long time. And I have some rather boring neighbors to boot Stars. Little points of light in the night's sky. They've been with me since I got stuck up here.
