Once upon a time, in the grand cosmic ballroom, the stars attempted to synchronize their celestial dance. Rigel spun magnificently in clockwise fashion, while Betelgeuse, fancying chaos, twirled seemingly unchoreographed, yet deliberately intimidating.
"Why bother with synchronization?" asked Pollux with a disarming wit, "When we can baffle the cosmos by simply existing, and occasionally rhyming in stellar verse?"
Chaotic Twinkle - Discoordination at its finest
Eclipse Ballroom - Where the sun and moon get fancy