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Its story

In Perseus burns a very hot, blue-tinted star of B type, one of those furnace embers whose brightness reaches us from nearly eight hundred and twenty years ago. Its light set out in the heart of the European Middle Ages, when Gothic cathedrals were rising and master glaziers were fitting their rose windows. Far hotter and more luminous than the Sun, it gives off a violent blue glow, proper to young and powerful stars. It is a sharp, cold point to the eye, a furnace spark hung within the figure of the hero who carries Medusa's head.