There is a certain incongruence between the stars. Particles ripping apart faster than light as the crackling light of a deadened star bursts forth. Such unique resplendance in such a seemingly violent manner - as if the celestial itself wished to abstract itself from the very nature which defines its very existence. This incongruence is met by the reflections of distant planets; certifying its inability to extract itself from the source of being.
Hi, enjoy the new piece - I also hope you enjoy the starfield which I gave particular attention to layering.