Somewhere out in the cosmos, a mysterious tree drifts among the stars. It's said that on each of it's leaves, a unique picture is engraved into its veins. Every new leaf sprouted also emerges a new drawing. Each of these images, linked together, lay out a grand Epic of heavenly proportions. It is also said that the tree bears fruit in the galactic spring. Nourished on starlight and cosmic dust, within each fruit brews a story, ready to burst into light and sound. As the fruit ripens, it heats up and emits a reddish light so vivid it could be seen from planet Earth. Once ripe, it falls from the tree and explodes, from which the tales spun within it's fibers are set free into the galaxies, heralding in the Vermillion Parade. Millions gather in the midnight and gaze up at the star-studded canvas upon which the cosmic theatre unveils a new story born from the branches of that mysterious tree.