>>5184 You are not the only stars in the sky. There are others, far from here, whose glow reaches here. Yet they are giant balls of hot gas and fire. What are they to you and what are you to them? Those far points of light we have limited information on. It is a mistake to assume we are the same. Giant balls of fire are other suns, not stars. I am confused. For as a being of a chaos I have traveled the stars and other worlds both grander and more boring than this. Throughout the places I have been stars and suns have been generally a unified concept that existed as one. At least once a civilization understands basic "science" and has good telescopes. I have seen a few other celestial objects that have been considered stars while not being balls of fire. I myself I am a star I suppose in this state. Yet a system of cosmic creatures that claim to be stars and suns not being stars is something that has always confused me here. You are either foolish, lieing, or have a radically different perspective on what stars is. I do not trust beings such as yourselves to have a fully innocent intent, so I suspect one of the former over the latter. So in what you ask in so many words what makes us stars and other points of light not stars?
Yes. I'm afraid I'm not too familiar of the cosmic plain beyond the local region. We were born here. Most of us will probably never leave and eventually die here. Here, stars are us and suns are other worlds in which we mostly do not concern ourselves as the distance too great for us to know. If what you claim is true it is certainly interesting to ponder and- The world on far is bound by the same basic rules as this. Those points of light and us are all stars, but they are suns to their own worlds while our world only has Celestia's sun, which is a star to those worlds and many others. Most small points of light in the sky, regardless of what they are, are stars from afar and can be used to see in the future and the past. That does not reflect current consensus. And you have had little experience with the outside, I have traveled among the stars, and it is the consensus among us who have traveled, by dream and by physical distance. You stars always bicker on everything from the most simplest semantics to secondary meanings. To hear you bicker among yourselves reminds me why I haven't asked you questions and stayed silent all these years. Though I have been slightly entertained I have learned little information that sheds light on you. I saw that the nature of the stars prevents me from getting a clear answer. Part of me wanted just to leave the conversation but with them returning to their bickering I felt tempted to seek a small vengeance.
Dare I get haughty again?
Dare I try to swing a sword?
