This story is my rendition of the mysterious origin of the universe. The First Being is the very first Black Hole, and the Second Being is the very first Star.

This is just a story. Not an ounce of truth to it. Purely conjured by my lonesome imagination.

Before there was light, before the idea of time was conceived, there was only darkness and silence. In this darkness there was one drifting in and out of sleep. The more this being dreamed (dreams now long forgotten) the more he awoke. In his wake his awe grew, awe at what this wakefulness was and how different it felt compared to the blankness of his sleep’s unconscious. 

His awe soon made him to ponder and wonder his existence. “Who am I? Where did I come from? What...