I think the Gods forgot to tell us, when they dropped us. That we could be anything, everything and something at once. But only once in a while.
And then they tied us together with invisible ties of magic. They let us roam free on different parts of world, laughing as we could not find each other for a longest time.
And here and then they put us back together and we just could not.
Could not let go of each other. Could not get away, all we wanted was to stay and savour each other in all possible ways. Map each other thoroughly, as if no day has past since the last time.
And it was easy, ouh so easy to forget that the world existed outside. So easy to be in a presence of another. Easier than we ever expected. This was so unexpected. To dance with another in a ways, without hiding in shadows blasted. To be something, anything and nothing at once.
Until we akwardly had to put our old layers back on. Let go one another from twists none of us could unintervine. Then the Gods will pray for mercy on themselves and all the unexpected ways. Until next time when we meet again.
