Held Breath Between Two Devouring Spirals A razor-thin seam of nearly colorless space, a sliver of dimmed mauve starlight no wider than a dust lane and textured like scraped velvet, holds between two converging tidal streams. On one side a bruised, torn disk smears ripe-fig dust and copper-spark clusters forward; on the other, a compact obsidian core rimmed in frost-blue arcs waits, its hunger brightened by peach-pink starbursts trembling at the edge.