The space between the stars is described as longing. Every star has a soulmate but the fate for all humans and astral beings is the same, either maintain distance and endure eternally longing for the piece of you that is always within view but out of reach. Or the stars can take the chance and gravitate toward each other against the laws of nature and meet with euphoric passions so ample it spreads to infinity. In the end, the stars will collide, detonate, and extend to the corners of space, giving the other stars a chance to catch sight of the same Eros, Pragma, and Agape spoke of in the histories of time itself. Even though they die when they get too close, it is a better death to be surrounded by warmth and companionship of the one you were destined to perish with instead of the ladder, longing.