“Why is it that people seem to be so fascinated with space?” she asked, eying the night sky above them, “captivated by an endless darkness and never fading cold? An infinite vacuum that would kill us within the blink of an eye?” He had listened to her words in silence, his vision blurred by the dim light the full moon was providing. “It is rather scary, isn’t it?” she added. He kept tracing the constallions above with his gaze, “I think that is exactly where it’s fascination lies.”
