“But, but, why are the stars at war?” asked the little girl who was feeling many things. Quite confused, why were the stars at war? Very angry, it was all the stars’ fault that her world had come to an end.
“Well, it started many years ago,” said the sun, in a hushed but quite soothing tone. “When all the stars would bow down to their Ruler, the God of Stars,”.
What a silly name thought the little girl, who was quite interested, though. It was just like a story her mother used to read her before bed.
“He was the fairest, kindest ruler of all and did what ever he could to keep every single star happy,”. The little girl nodded and listened.
“Then one day, not too long from today, the God of Stars meet a lovely girl, and sooner or later, she was arranged to become the Queen of Stars,”. This sounded exactly like Cinderella to the little girl. A lovely bedtime story!
“But, then came along a problem, and a big one in fact…...,”.