Star by Eliza Witte - HTML preview

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I.

A new star was born. A star like no other. A star that was to change the entire meaning of life as we know it, but for now was just about to be punished. I felt sorry for her, imagining her freckled face, as if the entire Milky Way was painted upon it; her fire-gold curly hair which she had the habit of wrapping around her finger when she felt annoyed, sad or when she just didn’t have the things her way and those big puppy eyes that no matter what she did would always let her play with fire without getting burnt. I knew that it was going to be a hard talk. Yet, it was something I would simply have to do. For her mere one hundred years of existence, she would always readily indulge in using The World Information Center to observe the humans. Now, she was in the library again while I was rushing through the corridors wondering how to save her ass this time.

‘I knew I would find you here,’ I said when I finally came in, breathless. She was staring at the informational space, as usual and was rather indifferent to anything else.

‘Hello, Electra1! What’s the matter?’

‘What’s the matter?’ I was really beside myself, ‘You missed the choir again. That’s the matter. Senior Sargas 212 said that it was for the third time this week that you had missed it. They are going to kick you out. If they don’t make you a shooting star, they’ll demote you to an asteroid for sure.’

The choir had been supporting the balance of the universe for eons. It was in the prescription of the Purpose of Meaning that stars were to sing. The universe needed music just like any other living soul. Yes, but my little friend had a very serious counter-argument.

‘Music? You call this music? This ain’t no music. It’s entertainment for pensioners.’

By now I should have seen clearly that in the case of Ankaa’s3, chatting, behaving and imitating humans, and this included also their speech patterns, exceeded the level of the usual fun and had entered into the level of a slight obsession. However, Ankaa, herself, had so much more in store for me, ‘Why can’t our music be like the humans’

music? Look, Aerosmith got a new album and it's brilliant. I can let you listen a bit if you want.’