Interstellar Creation

"Dad, look at the many stars in the sky, do you think there will be monsters?" "How could a child do it? Those are all lies to children, stories to trick children into going to sleep." A father sat by the campfire, holding an innocent childlike heart in his arms. "Then, Dad, tell me a story about the monster on the star." "Okay, a long time ago..." The father was so doting that he used his second hand to pull the child's face and told about the monster on the star.