Spark and Perl go looking
It is gold!
Can I have a bit?
No.
It is all hexagons.
Eighteen of them, making one big mirror. Six and a half metres across.
A mirror that size does not fit in a rocket. So they folded it up.
The Ariane rocket carried it up folded.
And out here it had to unfold on its own. Correctly, first time.
And if it had stuck?
Then that would have been that.
People cannot fly this far yet.
No — it is a million and a half kilometres away.
Fold paper hexagons instead and find out why they fit together with no gaps.
From nowhere on Earth.
Where the Earth is clear, it climbs high in the sky. The darker it gets, the lower it stays. Where it is black, it never comes up. No shading at all: it does not matter where you live.