Two planets collide, destined for destruction. The orbs hurtle full speed at each other. They hit, they crash, and in the subtle, dim light of night, they meet. This could be the end. These planets aren’t meant to know each other, not meant to touch. They should’ve never crossed each other’s paths. In the process of meeting, they rip pieces of the other off, forever remaining maimed and disfigured by the other’s impact. The crash is painful, but the pulling away is even more excruciating. The planets have left their imprint; they have changed the shape and very structure of their beings. Shards of matter will forever float in space as each planet tries to find a way to make itself whole again.