Loudly the sun makes his presence known, all previous despair melted away. The clouds part to allow for his glorious light to shine through them. His joyous grace never ceases to amaze her. He shines through her, as well, whether he sees it or not. The comfort he unknowingly provides to those deserted by society, allows for her to rest easy. When the stars shine through the dark wool blanket that replaces the bright sky, and he is forced back into hiding, she tries to be the solace that he can’t be in that moment.

She folds. They will always prefer the buoyancy of the Sun.

She will always prefer him. On those late nights, he does his best to shine his light in her direction. In return, she does her best to pull the tides with all of the strength that she can muster. Few have seen them together. Fewer know of their admiration for one another.