The sight was nothing like they'd ever seen. Felt.
Beautiful wasn't the right word to use to describe it. It had some sort of effect on them. The kind that made one want to stop to look, to admire. To stare, eyes wide and filled with nothing but awe.
This was what gripped Atticus and the Eldorians the moment they laid their sights on the scene. It was the same thing that gripped the billions on Eldoralth the instant they turned their eyes towards the skies.
It was magnificent.
The sun had vanished, and in its place was the vast, endless void of space, dotted with colossal planets that made Eldoralth feel small and insignificant.
Each planet had the same shape, spherical, but varied wildly in size. And their compositions were just as strange.
One looked like it was made entirely of swirling brown fog, another gleamed like polished metal. A third pulsed with veins of glowing blue, like a living heart.
