As her world spun still, dreamy days flew by, and the Earth slowly grew giddy.
With defenses now laying bare, space-grey goblins came scything down her core, and every milky taste she once had of her galaxy became a forlorn memory.
Darkness crescendoed and, alas, from her seven siblings, she became estranged.
However, there lived a being; a bright beaming being, who always stood firm by her, and ran circles around her adversities, thence, illuminating her dimming mien, and after three sixty six days of twirling and courtship, a new child is born.
A Happy New year to you, and may all your wishes yearned come true🥳🙏.