Looking up at the stars here was much the same as gazing at them back at home.  The difference was the unknown constellations painted upon the new heavens vault before me.  On the other side of the universe, I find myself star gazing and thinking back to the moment of how normal everything was for me.  I could remember just staring into the endless expanse of beauty back at home and falling in love with what my imagination created for me.  It was a safe scenario where I always came out on top. I was the hero that defeated some unknown evil that lay dormant underneath the Earth.  So many stories. All with a safe outcome.  And yet somehow that person still exist there. Safe and so naive to what is really going on.

I am still trying to figure it out myself. Those small moments of star gazing are a beautiful peace of mind to all the madness and chaos that flow forth from an unknown spring of evil.  I was never a hero (Only in my mind) I was never brave, nor had the courage to confront all that I feared.  I was a person that let the river take me and did my best to just stay afloat.  And yet I was chosen for this.  To weld this immense unimaginable power.  To become a beast of blue star fire and light.  A mage of blue flames and cosmic torrents.  And although I am on the other side of the Universe, the true perspective is that my journey has just begun.

I look upon a triangular like constellation similar to that of Libra back at home and feel the call there.  The light vernacular of those three stars speak to my eyes in a universal like plea.  Many patterns cycle on through all meaning the same.  The one I recognize is S.O.S.  I align my staff to the constellation in the sky as it sets a course for me to safely navigate my way to the cosmic call for help. I then transform to the star dragon and spread my light wings. In moments I am in root toward the unknown libra like constellation moving at the speed of thought.