have yet to join their council. The heart of it all is close to the lake, and if the stars gather close their power will grow. They offered me more knowledge, great enough to swell my mind, in return for helping unite the stars and moons as they always should be. My heart drove me to accept the kind god's wishes and cosmos laughed around me. Strands of colors and lights flew through me, imparting the knowledge of everything in an instant.

They explained the workings of the sky, how the stars always glow and the sea always reflects. The ship always crashes. The old man always dies. The sun always sets. The walls always change. And above the rest, the tower always falls. The moon laughed as it recalled the stars who burn with passion, who consume without end, who travel across everything seeking something more. It cried as it explained the fate of the twisted gods who sought a union of knowledge, becoming the all-knowing spider trapped within its own design.

The stars set me down with sorrow and returned to the sky. I spent my time at the lake where the stars grow reading a book. A book I would rewrite a story I would retell. I joined the stars gladly, my brain ached with knowledge that seeped through my eyes. My teeth chattered as I lost myself in that infinite sea. The stars watched, sometimes I felt the chilling aura of the greatest among them, sometimes the boiling anger of the three eldest. The stars and the moons of the beating heart are kind to leave no room for us in their beautiful design.