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The Neverending Journey of Tuan Taurëo
In all the infinite vastness of space, there is only one Tuan Taurëo. Where she has been, where she is going; these are mysteries. For in this moment it is enough to feel the wash of intergalactic particles on her silver skin, each one carrying its own unique flavour and a tale too long for words. She is content to observe the motions of the heavenly bodies in their eternal spiraling dance; they are titans, but they are also her friends. The song they sing is in her blood. There is no sky. There is only this holo-Everything, this unity and infinity, for as long as the neverending journey goes on.
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Background photo (public domain) from Hubblesite.
The Neverending Journey of Tuan Taurëo
In all the infinite vastness of space, there is only one Tuan Taurëo. Where she has been, where she is going; these are mysteries. For in this moment it is enough to feel the wash of intergalactic particles on her silver skin, each one carrying its own unique flavour and a tale too long for words. She is content to observe the motions of the heavenly bodies in their eternal spiraling dance; they are titans, but they are also her friends. The song they sing is in her blood. There is no sky. There is only this holo-Everything, this unity and infinity, for as long as the neverending journey goes on.
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Background photo (public domain) from Hubblesite.