By the time rumors began to circulate that the meta-artist Equis would wrap the planet Mars in hyper-reflective Mylar it was too late to stop him.
There were inquiries and recriminations, and protests were lodged, but nothing came of it. The vehicle was well underway and could not be stopped; the equations were prohibitive.
And of course there were so many problems on Earth; indeed, so numerous were they that Equis was quickly forgotten, along with his plan.
Until one night, in the bruised blankness men called the sky, a star appeared.
"A star I have made! Equis has not seen one in forever. And how can a man look up when there is nothing to see in this grim ceiling of black and red that we have made for ourselves?"
"Bah! they say to Equis. It will come to nothing!
"But Equis has seen them in the streets as the daylight fails -- the children waiting for the first sight of the piercing through of the sky..."
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