There were once two stars that had the misfortune to have been thrown, scattered on each side of the Milky Way. They could see each other - and they feasted on the sight- but the raging torrent, the pale river swarmed between them. They knew they’d never meet. Not really.

But one year, on the night of Halloween, all the crows in the world made a decision to do something about this situation, the hopeless longing of two stars that weren’t destined to meet. The space between was just too much.

The crows all took flight, once the people of earth were safely snuggled in their beds after a hectic night of trick or treating, and melded together in the sky, blocking out a black band of the off white Milky Way. This created a cast-iron (if temporary) bridge for the two stars, to meet and be together, even if just for a few hours. As they gleefully crossed the bridge, they didn’t even think about the angry creek of sorrow underneath them.

For the Milky Way was not meant to be deceived