My Dark Materials: INTERGALACTIC BIRTH MACHINE

In the void, there´s no sound. In the solitude of a dark place, there´s no light. She knows that ; with some extra energy; she´ll create the miracle. She knows that; with some extra patience; it will come to pass. Her face lits up with the prospect of the future. A future that holds many gifts, and many hours of creation. She´ll take the brightness of that faraway star, the heat of the closest sun, the energy of the center of my soul. And with these ingredients; these parts,; her incredible factory will begin it´s process. She is suspended on a empty space amongts the spaces, and then she feels it coming...the darkness begins to rupture...the cosmos gains in light...orbital trajectories come to a halt...and then she can hear the cries of the newcomer. A new explorer arrives, filled with the light of a thousand stars, ready to take on this world , ready to fullfill a destiny. And then she rests, until the moment in which her intergalactic birth machine sets itself again in motion to create another wonder, another star...

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