A horse was punished for having disobeyed its master. Unlucky for the horse, its master was His Galactic Greatness, Gustavo III. Gustavo III punished the horse by saying that it must fly two of every life form around Mori, a flaming ball of a galactic object currently in its red supergiant state. Mori was the largest flaming ball in the visible universe. There were about forty billion different known documented lifeforms in the visible universe. Mori hadn’t asked for just known lifeforms.

The horse began with two beavers, which it found on a small wet planet and flew them around while they rattled their teeth. Next he lead a train with a pair of bomboms, a couplet of swiffles, and a brace of voids, all common gaseous creatures from the Two-Thirds Sector. Flight around Mori was so fast that the gases were all muddled up by the end. Gustavo III oversaw these loops around Mori, and each time the horse finished with a life form, Gustavo III would yell, “MORE!”

The horse had picked up a twosome of a larger creature from the small wet planet where it found the beavers. They didn’t fit inside the ship so they were strapped to the outside while he spun a quick orbit. That checked whales off the list. With shouts of, “MORE, MORE, MORE!” the horse was making good progress and had flown most lifeforms above a micrometer in size around the flaming supergiant. By this time though the red supergiant had grown in size such that it took the horse twice as long to fly around than it had with the beavers. But the horse couldn’t find all the bacteria, the viruses, the prokaryotes, the globules, and certainly not the colloids. When the horse thought that all the tiny nanoforms had been packed inside the ship, one would pop out the exhaust, or another would squash through a window pane. It seemed hopeless until the horse had a plan. The horse took all the nanoforms that were too small to find and threw them into space around the swelling red star. The nanoforms sprayed around the star like the crest of a meteor and Mori’s gravitational field pulled them close. But as Mori pulled the flying particles of life closer, rather than fall into bubbling surface of the hot ball, the particles of life zipped around it. Around and around, they kept diving towards the surface and then at the last minute veering to the side and avoiding the collision. To this day the rings of Mori can still be seen with the naked eye – and somewhere nearby Gustavo III oversees the ring with his chants of “MORE!”, waiting for it to complete a full cycle and satisfy punishment for the horse.