Uriel gasped as the star sprang to life, an inferno of creation from the emptiness of space. He had never seen the process from up close, and he felt himself laugh as the star began to burn brightly.
"I never realized that the new stars were made from the remnants of the old," Uriel said, dipping close to the star's corona to let the light and heat press against his wings. "It's beautiful, brother."