#through adversity

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Through Adversity Update

Hello, my lovelies. I have been on a writing rampage since I cranked out that chapter from Strength in Indulgence and I’m pleased to announce that the newest chapter of Our Tears Will Make Us Stronger has been released. Get ready for a whole lot of angst, because that’s all that awaits you.

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Ad Astra

“Through Adversity, to the Stars.”

Red sifting masses of pure energy. Nuclear fusion roaring in a vacuum. The atmos’d worlds glad of the barrier that prevents them from hearing the screaming of the beings that burn for millennia upon millennia. 

The insanity of foreknowledge. Knowing just how small we are, how those great life and death bringers will outlast the minute beings that inhabit rock, soil and sea around it. 

The unending death march of the tango of stars and colonies we call galaxies continuing now and forever until the end of all time, a forever flow going on like a jester refusing to turn off his tune. The whole of the universe dancing to the tune of a timeless madman with no sense of rhythm or beat. And this mad God looks down on us, amused. 

How we yearned to dance with Him and His. We powered our dead biomass and dared to punch through the air that cocooned us in paradise, all because we wanted above all else to see what nothingness really was. We waltzed between the big empty and took our partners hand. The mother who had twirled around us in encouragement for decades, her heart barren and cold, was warmed by our trespassing palms taking her up on her eons long offer to dance.

When our brief intermingling was over, we withdrew again to consider our next move and set our sights on the whole room, now seeing the possibilities that lay out before us. 

Mars, that had once been as we were, skipped heartily around the edge of the hall, her hands extended toward us in invitation. Jupiter, who’s great mass brought partner after partner into it’s embrace, twirling them all gracefully around her in practiced precision. Her belt held the whole solar system in it’s place. Pluto, who skirted the outer edges of the walls, determined to take her time. Hers was a slow, but constant presence. 

The Matron, too! We dared to look at the Forever Light that conducted us all and were in awe when we realized this entire gathering was but her contribution to a dance even greater than all of us. Her kind hopped, skipped and jittered around their expansive promenade, each of them bringing hundreds of partners to the act.

We saw it all for what it was.

And we wanted to be a part of it.

We wanted to dance with them all. Every planet. Every star. Every galaxy. 

We dared to look at the Mad God and laugh with him. We took his hand when it passed over us. We leaned in and whispered in our most sultry, inviting voice.

“May we dance with you?”

And he said yes.