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The stars are calling.

                                                                       Can you hear them sing?

                                [ Indie - Selective - Gaster ]

                            [ Written by Cayde ] [ Art Credit ]

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//: I think I’m going to create a primary blog for this fellow.       It’ll be a simple conversion and he’ll be able to follow other       folks. He’d have the same URL and this blog would be       saved as an archive.

      What do you guys think?

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NGC 3310: A Starburst Spiral Galaxy

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;blows a totally inconspicuous kiss.

   ~☆~ {{ ✌☼☜ ✡⚐🕆 ☜✠☜☼❄✋☠☝ ✌ ☝☼✌✞✋❄✌❄✋⚐☠✌☹ 🏱🕆☹☹✍ }} ~☆~

    ~☆~ {{ 👌☜👍✌🕆💧☜ ✋’💣 ☞✌☹☹✋☠☝ ☞⚐☼ ✡⚐🕆📬 }} ~☆~

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Atlas neither heard, nor saw, the things that crept out of the shadows and slithered towards him. The Void had settled into its usual silence as his song ended along with the expanding star field. Hearing rapid footsteps behind him, the old fragment turned to see who was approaching only to gasp in surprise.

          He was snatched up, slung over the other male’s shoulder, and carried           away from his creation. The request to stop his magic was accepted,           even if it confused him as to why he should do so. His fingers snapped           and the star field vanished into thin air, only the feeling of a lingering           magical aura left behind.

It too would eventually fade away and leave no trace of the beauty it once contained. A rather confused look was all Atlas could give his captor as it was rather difficult signing while being bounced around. He attempted to sign a question as to why he had been scooped up so suddenly, but found that none of his words made sense as he was unable to preciously shape the words.

                             ~☆ { Doing. Are. Going.What? } ☆~

           Forming the proper response to his predicament would have to           wait until he was put back down or the running had slowed to a walk.

It was the noise that caught his attention first. A hum of music that was not the whispers of the depths and certainly wasn’t his shanty singing. The second thing was the sudden attention and light that was drawing in a large number of things that he would rather no one ever meet.

With far too many curses muttered on the sailor’s breath Lost took off like a shot. Moving as fast as his feet could carry him towards the center of light, sound, and magic. If he held any luck left in his soul, he’d get there first.

The sight that met his eye was a beautiful one, one that would have forced his steps to halt and admire, perhaps a tear to be shed. However now was not the time to enjoy the stars that he so sourly missed. The sound of thundering steps and the mutterings of a language that should not be heard sped his steps.

[̲Ƴ̲Ơ̲Ʋ̲ ̲Ƭ̲Ӈ̲Є̲Ʀ̲Є̲!̲ ̲Ƴ̲Ơ̲Ʋ̲Ʀ̲ ̲M̲ƛ̲Ɠ̲Ɩ̲Ƈ̲!̲ ̲Ƨ̲Ƭ̲Ơ̲Ƥ̲ ̲Ɩ̲Ƭ̲ ̲Ɲ̲Ơ̲Ɯ̲!]

He called ahead even as his feet carried him ever closer. Motioning that he was about to snag hold of the other fragment and just keep running. Tossing the star covered Gaster over one shoulder and hardly loosing his stride to do so.

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don't humour me. this is a dangerous road.

    ~☆~ {{ 👍✌☠🕯❄ 💧❄⚐🏱📬 }} ~☆~

                  ~☆~ {{ 🕈⚐☠🕯❄ 💧❄⚐🏱📬 }} ~☆~

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* smells like stardust.

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Galactic Transmission - Milky Way as seen from The Big Island, Hawaii

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“Every one of us is, in the cosmic perspective, precious. If a human disagrees with you, let them live. In a hundred billion galaxies, you will not find another.”   ~ Carl Sagan, Cosmos