Almajara was doomed from the first day to watch his one true love slowly spinning away.

Long ago, when all was just one, they were combined, joined in perfect harmony, but now every year - nay, every second - she got infinitesimally further away from his embrace as they were subject to forces they couldn't control, forces they contributed to in their own way.

"Galaktikayum!" he called again, just as at that first moment when she was torn from his embrace when everything exploded.

He'd been waiting impatient aeons for her reply to come back.

Since she'd landed facing away, he didn't know how long it would be until she'd spin enough for him to see her sparkling visage. See if she heard him, see if she'd survived, see if she was calling out for him too.

He could only fight against the forces that were pulling him apart, futilely stretching one arm in her direction in the vain hope he might be able to touch her again.

Finalist in BeyondSol and @Romance 2019 Trials of Love