Prologue
The sky is vast, as endless as the universe could possibly be; it's the limits to our imaginations as it is limitless.
It's such an extraordinary thing, so grand and seemingly untouchable; it's what makes humans want to know of it after all. The mysteries that hide within its unknown expanse, it's so very intriguing.
It changes from the comforting, azure, blue in the day to the mysterious, midnight, blue that is almost black at night time. It is many things, though not everything.
Those many things include brilliant stars. Stars start out small, dull, nobody really notices the baby stars, they're nothing interesting. Throughout their lives, they grow to be large, extraordinary beacons and symbols that people depend on and follow.
That also depends on whether they are large ones or small ones as well. The small ones will live out their lives not being noticed as much, and they will dull naturally as they brightened up at the start. The large ones are the ones who are unsure of their future. They have the potential to be the brightest in the vast universe, to be ones that stand out. They are also the ones that have the potential to live the longest, to live until the end of time.
They may also have short lives, however.
Their lives will end one day, either in darkness or everlasting light in which the star's life may never end. These stars will always be an eternally bright light worthy to stand in the sky forever.
Which one will I be, I wonder?
