The presence which had been silent for so long was creating a great lonely noise. It was trying desperately to make these people of the stars understand.
The travel had been many millions of light years to find a species to befriend. Left alone at birth because of a terrible tragedy in its galaxy, the need
was for companionship and comforting.
The presence had no way of knowing that the gallactic noise it was making could be the death of all of the creatures
it tried so hard to sing to. Singing was the only communication it knew. The song was long and lonely. The wailing grew as it tried ever harder to relieve the
pain of such loneliness from within itself. The presence could not seem to stop! The silence had gone on for longer than the presence could remember.
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