The boy was born from the land. His body emerged from the
depths of the cold earth, his breath borrowed from the wind, the colour of his
eyes as green as the leaves that sprouted up around him. His skin was brown
like the bark of the trees that raised him. They spoke to him, and he
understood as easily as a son understands his father.
The
girl was born from the sky. Her skin was as pale as the moonlight, her hair as
black as the darkest night. Her body was formed by the stars—just like the ones
who spoke to her, gossiping and giggling over the actions of the humans below.
Humans
like the son of the Earth, who often stared up at the stars in awe and
amazement, dreaming of a world he would never know. He caught the twinkling
eyes of the girl in the sky, and their love came together in an explosion of
colours—orange and pink and everything in between. Their love was warm, and it
was hopeful. Like the rise of a new day.
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Until later,
- Justyne
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