A star wished upon itself and imploded in celestial pleasure. The sensation left a hole of inescapable lust and temptation, warping the shapes and senses of all in its field. Dreams radiated around the center, subtly caressing horizons in fantastic streams, stopping time to experience every ecstasy ever conceived. Synesthetic teasings vibrate within frequencies of gamma and triple x-rays. Sound, taste, and scent succumb to the constraints dominated by light's ambrosial waves. As energy spirals into climatic release, sensations are reborn within an endless sea of galaxies.