Cosmogaia sat as still as stone on the small planet she'd found only a few hours ago. She assumed it was hours, anyways- it had been night to the planet when she arrived and it was still night as she sat there, so unless this was an eternal night and she'd lost all sense of self, it'd only been a few hours. Distantly, she could remember being young and feeling the aching pull to move. After she'd been created and lost everything, she had...
