Beautiful, thoughtful, excellent piece of Bitsy interactive fiction. For some intuitive reason, I expect to find myself being a collapsed giant, if I ever am to become a star. Paradoxically speaking, I already am. Nothing sad about it. Obscurity, though, is a thing to meditate upon. Without a matter of own, I need to expel gravitational influence upon other bodies in vicinity, to make myself detectable to conventional human technology. Kind of a manipulative way, but I rather think of it as giving inspiration. My orbital trajectories, are most perplexing. Even though without any face of own, I make perfect natural lens to see things further for those who seek. I also have an event horizon for those who near too close.