In the depths of space, where the flaming suns lie scatteed like glittering, exploding jewels against the black fabric of infinity, a tiny ship drifts with the tides of time. Now pulled by this sun, now caught by that planetary system, it pursues an aimless, undirected course. In color it is a delicate shade of blue. Inside the ship, as if they are waiting for eternity to pass, tiny figures sit quietly.
1958