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The Bridge
Long ago, there were two worlds that lived across from each other, both unknowing of the other's existence. To one, there was only the Moon of Twilight, and to the other, there was just the Sun of Aul. Both revolved as if caught in an eternal dance, there yet not, forever unknowing of the world beyond and the possibilities within it.
There was a bridge between two worlds that had remained unseen for centuries, one that connected the two of them with a river of stars flowing beneath it. One day, strangely, a princess found herself walking across the bridge. It was long, miles and miles long, but curiosity compelled her. A strong tug in her soul had led her to the bridge, invisible to all who would look at it, and so she walked in what seemed like space and air with only her faith and her desire to see this world across the way.
She didn't expect to see another person walking the opposite direction of her, coming towards her. He looked like a prince, with hair of red and clothes that resembled fire. She couldn’t be more opposite of him, with her own looks and clothing resembling the night. And yet when they looked at their eyes, it was as if they were drawn to each other. They had never seen anyone outside of their world before, and so this first meeting was strange and curious and even hesitant. They practically danced around each other with words, not touching, not yet. Hello, they greeted. Did you want to see what was on the other side too, they asked. It was question after question, kind words exchanged, until finally their hands touched.
For several days, the world on the other side didn't matter. They sat on the bridge together, the unease melting away in favor of smiling and learning about each other. She laughed for the first time, and he claimed that he won the real battle, to get her to laugh. He sang a song about how much he loved the sky, and she remarked on how amazing his voice was. For them, there was no telling just how much time had passed. A day, a week, a month, maybe forever, and it didn't seem to matter to them. What mattered was this person beside them, in front of them and all around them. There was a word for this feeling, something they didn't know.
It spurred them to reveal a secret to each other.
"I'm not real."
Neither was sure who said it first. The princess or the prince? Or maybe it was the both of them? For a moment they simply stared at each other in shocked silence. Not real… Were they the same, then? It was that question which passed through their heads at the same time, and made them reveal their stories.
There was never a princess of Twilight. There was only a king, and from his heart was born a piece of his memory that transformed into the princess. He didn't know of her existence, as much as she wasn't sure of the meaning behind it. All she knew was that she had to find the other world, the Sun of Aul. She had traveled for weeks until she found that subtle glitter in the sky, the only hint that told of the mystery that waited on the other side of the bridge. It was how she began her journey, and it was how she met the prince.
There was a prince of Aul. One night his master forced him to drink a poison that forced a piece of light to be broken from his body, and from that, the false prince was born. It was the original who was supposed to find the other world, the Moon of Twilight, and live his life in peace there. Instead, his master planted the desire within the fake prince, while the real one continued to rule. He had traveled for years, going through sin and betrayal, until he found that subtle glitter in the sky. It was how he truly began his journey, and how he met the princess.
Silence stretched between the two of them as the revelation rocked the both of them. So similar, yet so different. It was no wonder they were drawn to each other: They were the same, weren't they? Two pieces of people, sent out on a journey that would separate them from their homes…
Yet that wasn't really true, was it? It was the way she laughed and smiled, it was the way he sang and blushed from her compliments, it was their experiences and how the flame and the night got along so well, even though their origins were of a false nature. It was at that moment they realized that it didn't matter where they came from, or what their purpose was supposed to be. They were real to each other, and they believed in each other… And so, they found a new purpose, one made from their own will instead of whispered to them.
To stay with each other. To find a new world together. To live their lives as real, breathing beings with their own wants and feelings.
And so, they finally stood. Instead of walking forward or back, to Aul or to Twilight, they took a step to the side, to the new, glittering path that their discovery had led them to notice, hands entwined.
A new story waited for Memory and Light.
Long ago, there were two worlds that lived across from each other, both unknowing of the other's existence. To one, there was only the Moon of Twilight, and to the other, there was just the Sun of Aul. Both revolved as if caught in an eternal dance, there yet not, forever unknowing of the world beyond and the possibilities within it.
There was a bridge between two worlds that had remained unseen for centuries, one that connected the two of them with a river of stars flowing beneath it. One day, strangely, a princess found herself walking across the bridge. It was long, miles and miles long, but curiosity compelled her. A strong tug in her soul had led her to the bridge, invisible to all who would look at it, and so she walked in what seemed like space and air with only her faith and her desire to see this world across the way.
She didn't expect to see another person walking the opposite direction of her, coming towards her. He looked like a prince, with hair of red and clothes that resembled fire. She couldn’t be more opposite of him, with her own looks and clothing resembling the night. And yet when they looked at their eyes, it was as if they were drawn to each other. They had never seen anyone outside of their world before, and so this first meeting was strange and curious and even hesitant. They practically danced around each other with words, not touching, not yet. Hello, they greeted. Did you want to see what was on the other side too, they asked. It was question after question, kind words exchanged, until finally their hands touched.
For several days, the world on the other side didn't matter. They sat on the bridge together, the unease melting away in favor of smiling and learning about each other. She laughed for the first time, and he claimed that he won the real battle, to get her to laugh. He sang a song about how much he loved the sky, and she remarked on how amazing his voice was. For them, there was no telling just how much time had passed. A day, a week, a month, maybe forever, and it didn't seem to matter to them. What mattered was this person beside them, in front of them and all around them. There was a word for this feeling, something they didn't know.
It spurred them to reveal a secret to each other.
"I'm not real."
Neither was sure who said it first. The princess or the prince? Or maybe it was the both of them? For a moment they simply stared at each other in shocked silence. Not real… Were they the same, then? It was that question which passed through their heads at the same time, and made them reveal their stories.
There was never a princess of Twilight. There was only a king, and from his heart was born a piece of his memory that transformed into the princess. He didn't know of her existence, as much as she wasn't sure of the meaning behind it. All she knew was that she had to find the other world, the Sun of Aul. She had traveled for weeks until she found that subtle glitter in the sky, the only hint that told of the mystery that waited on the other side of the bridge. It was how she began her journey, and it was how she met the prince.
There was a prince of Aul. One night his master forced him to drink a poison that forced a piece of light to be broken from his body, and from that, the false prince was born. It was the original who was supposed to find the other world, the Moon of Twilight, and live his life in peace there. Instead, his master planted the desire within the fake prince, while the real one continued to rule. He had traveled for years, going through sin and betrayal, until he found that subtle glitter in the sky. It was how he truly began his journey, and how he met the princess.
Silence stretched between the two of them as the revelation rocked the both of them. So similar, yet so different. It was no wonder they were drawn to each other: They were the same, weren't they? Two pieces of people, sent out on a journey that would separate them from their homes…
Yet that wasn't really true, was it? It was the way she laughed and smiled, it was the way he sang and blushed from her compliments, it was their experiences and how the flame and the night got along so well, even though their origins were of a false nature. It was at that moment they realized that it didn't matter where they came from, or what their purpose was supposed to be. They were real to each other, and they believed in each other… And so, they found a new purpose, one made from their own will instead of whispered to them.
To stay with each other. To find a new world together. To live their lives as real, breathing beings with their own wants and feelings.
And so, they finally stood. Instead of walking forward or back, to Aul or to Twilight, they took a step to the side, to the new, glittering path that their discovery had led them to notice, hands entwined.
A new story waited for Memory and Light.