Far Horizons: Tales of Sci-Fi, Fantasy and Horror. Issue #11 February 2015 | Page 68

We are standing in the planetarium contemplating all
the star stuff, spread across the false sky like dandelion seeds flying across the face of the universe. Light
reaches us from dead and dying stars, in time travel.
We see their light even though some of the stars we see
were extinguished before the earth was born, you, me
and everyone else that has ever lived or will ever live
on Earth, sees mostly the same stars. The light turned
on.
We are standing in the planetarium contemplating all
the star stuff, spread across the false sky like dandelion seeds flying across the face of the universe. Light
reaches us from dead and dying stars, in time travel.
We see their light even though some of the stars we
see were extinguished before the earth was born, you,
me and everyone else that has ever lived or will ever
live on Earth, sees mostly the same stars. The light
changed colour.
We are standing in the planetarium contemplating all
the star stuff, spread across the false sky like dandelion seeds flying across the face of the universe. Light
reaches us from dead and dying stars, in time travel.

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We see their light even though some of the stars we see
were extinguished before the earth was born, you, me
and everyone else that has ever lived or will ever live
on Earth, sees mostly the same stars. The light turned
off.