Moons surrounded a planet. Many moons, sapient moons. Moons that spoke through motion. They spoke often, there wasn't much to do as a moon after all. But, in time, there was inevitable conflict. "Slow donw, you're going to hit me!" Cried a moon, its warning pointed towards the other moon beside itself. "I'm only moving because the other one's going to hit me!" Said the other moon. And the next moon, and the next. The squabble continued, but the moons never hit. They were never going to hit...