"Stars? We're made of stars? Is Ziggy?" Ivy was star struck.
"Are you made of stars, Professor Angelicus?" asked Zak. "Is Quantia?"
"Absolutely. Nothing more and nothing less," the professor affirmed. "The iron in your blood, the calcium in your bones...everything. Even the tiniest drop of water shining on a spider's web is stardust and starlight. All living things are related. We're all brothers and sisters."
He pointed out toward the silent brilliance in space, his large eyes clear and luminescent. "We were all created in the intergalactic clouds that came from the first great breath of life. Some call it the Essence of God."
Ziggy wagged his tail and his eyes sparkled. He understood what the professor was saying...