There’s a legend about a bird that could fly as fast as the speed of light. Its beak and wings could slash through the fabric of time and space, making holes where light and sound travel. An angel stationed at earth thought, ‘If these waves could pass through them, then maybe anything could too?’ She had a friend once in the form of a comet, and she would see him only every other hundred years or so. Always coming and going, never staying. So she asked the bird to make holes in the fabric, big enough for the comet to pass through and say hello. The bird agreed, but it warned the angel that there'd be a risk that her wings would get slashed too. She said it's okay and that the pain would never hurt as much as not seeing her friend. So when the comet's gentle face appeared in the heavens, the angel was so happy she cried. She said to the comet, “Stay, Comet. Please stay this time.”