There was a planet
Positioned just so
That the stars seemed spread
Evenly most nights,
And twinkled slightly.
This affected life
As it evolved there
Little, if at all,
Until one species
Evolved fairytales.
The fairytales spread
Like bacteria,
Like viral phages,
Like evolving life
Had spread before them,
Until every star,
Every point of light
Simply there each night,
Had a tale attached,
Attached here and there
Around the planet,
So, so many tales
Hanging from stars’ lights,
A webbed chandelier.
The stars disappeared.
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