Darkness. All I see is darkness. Eternal darkness. But I accept it. The stars have gone, the planets, the love of my life, even my daughter. All I have left are my memories, trillions of years worth of memories. The first memory that comes is my name. Stardancer, Stardancer Arcamide. I can't go further into my last name now, too much pain. Next comes the reason I exist. I am dead. I died trillions of years ago. But when the worlds were still young, I had died 900 years before my husband was born. Died upon the very world he was born, but not I. I was given life again on the world of Byzanntium, a world cloaked in the darkness of a dead star. Dead. Like me. But blessed by the Gods. All dead who touch the surface have life thrust back upon them. That is what happened to me. I don't know how but I was taken and touched the surface. Brought back from Thezumad's cruel grip, I awoke with no recollection of my former life. I wandered the Imperial City aimlessly, eventually stowing away aboard a massive colony ship, the Empress Serenity.

So begins the story of my life.

"Stardancer, how long until you have to feed?" A Byzanntian crewmember asked me

"Well, it's been almost a month since we last made planetfall, so not very long, what's the closest planet?" I asked, looking over a nearby star chart. I had taken my name from my life, dancing between star systems, even the mark on my purple rear reflected my life, taking the form of a spiral galaxy

"Well, we're entering the Military Worlds, so the closest planet is Shiramis" the crewmember said

"Shiramis? Do they even have a functional blood storage unit?" I asked. Shiramis was a recently conquered world, only recently rebuilt from the purging.

"I would assume, they have a large group of Reanimates already there" the crewmember nodded. Reanimates were those like me, blessed to return from Thezumad's clutches. They were rarely seen in the inner core of the Thousand System Empire, as most of them were part of the Death Commando units, fighting on the world's that couldn't be purged

"Well, I guess it's stop then" I smiled "Is the Priestess in her quarters or the Temple?"

"I believe she is in her quarters, going over her Enclave"

"Thank you" I walked away. I knew every officer on the ship on a first name basis, but I was only friends with the ship's Priestess of the Goddess Solara. Priestess Zelvaga rarely was seen without the Enclave of the Stars, Solara's holy text. Like the crewmember said, Zelvaga was in her quarters, reading her Enclave while sitting upon her bed. "Zelvaga?"

"Stardancer, hello my young friend" she smiled "Have you found out where we're landing next?"

"Shiramis, I don't think it'll be worth it for you to set foot planetside, they haven't built a Cathedral yet" I shrugged, sitting beside my friend.

My memories grow fuzzy whenever I made planetfall, I visited so many worlds, my friends and family didn't believe it at first, I had to show them a star map and marked every planet I had been to. How amazed they were... *sigh* I sometimes wish I had given the gift of immortality to my husband and daughter. But I'm old know, impossibly old, but I stray from the point. Zelvaga was my only true friend and the day she was called to worship on Solara's holy Ark, I was both overjoyed and heartbroken. By the Gods, maybe later I will tell you of how I came back to Equestria