The shore had been combing the light. It was stretched full-length waved in the wind looking deeply into people and avoided asking questions. At night, he cut off, becoming smaller as it did so, and lit a huge fire and placed it at the centre.
According to a legend, I was made from light laced inside an invisible strand of ether. And every time I touched the great stars in the sky my being shone and radiated, only to sprinkle gold dust everywhere. And so were you.