The star continues on, heedless of any and all attention now that the story is started - it may not be the same as a song, but she knows it well enough that she can nearly make it one.

"There was great dissent among the gods, because as powerful as the creatures had become they were still their children. Built from pieces of the gods themselves and there is a certain sort of love - for gods know all things, even those that have not yet begun - that comes with creation. So it was decided to split them in half, for each to see the world with their own eyes - to walk upon their own paths, to seek forever and possibly never find."

The words belay a pain, the start of a pain, "Which may have been, in the end, a far crueler fate."