Today's OneWord: Comet

They said that one day, the stars would fall, one by one, like white hot snow descending on a barren valley. We would sit by our windows then, watching each fireball descend, while comets streaked the sky like cold, icy ribbons on parade. Of course, the stars wouldn't fall; they couldn't. They remained in their cosmic cradles, unwilling to sleep for another twenty billion years.