"…And so when the gods decided to create humans, they first shaped them into a being with four legs, four arms and two heads. They thought that, if created bigger, stronger and
more capable, humans would very soon forget about their mortality, live a normal and happy life and always thank their makers with worshipping rituals. Unfortunately for the
gods, humans soon realised that because they were bigger, stronger and more capable they didn't really need any supernatural entity to look after them and therefore rebelled.
Disgruntled by their ungratefulness and disobedience, Zeus decided to divide each human in two parts – casting them far away from each other – in an attempt to make them more
vulnerable and weaker. It was a sad day for humankind for now they…"
"Hum, Griss…can you pass me the water please?" Her voice was still slightly husky and he detected a small speck of guilt for interrupting him. It warmed his heart.
Pursing his lips momentarily, he feigned being offended. "I thought you were paying attention".
"I am…I was just - a small quirk of the mouth and a raised eyebrow accompanied her playful tone – really thirsty".
"Humm. Where was I then?" He teased her.
"Sad day for humankind" She gently raised her chin as in a challenge.
"Very good" His praise was honest and full of love. "And a sad day it was for now the two parts were missing one another and it took them a long time to know how to live alone.
Many died, many forgot, few adjusted, hearts turned cold and jaded, but nothing, no matter the tears and cries, would move Zeus into helping them.However, completely
devastated by the sadness of humans, Aphrodite – that had quickly fallen in love with humankind – begged her father to forgive each human and help them find their long lost half.
Although his pride was still very hurt, Zeus agreed to give humans one more chance but only if they could find their missing half. Because, according to him, if those extra arms and
legs were so important…"
"Even if said arm was covered in cast and scribbled with silly cartoons all over?" She was having too much fun with this.
Clearing his throat, he slowly raised his head and gazed intensely at her – his eyes filled with love and mock disapproval. "Especially if so."
Despite the small bruises and cuts that still framed her face, Sara managed a soft smile and he thought that was the most striking, captivating, radiant thing he had ever seen. And
then chastised himself for being so clichéd. With a good vocabulary though.
"If those parts were so important, then surely one part would be able to find the other, Zeus said. But it wasn't as easily as Aphrodite thought. At first, each body franticly tried to
connect with whatever part it saw, but they wouldn't melt, wouldn't mould into each other. So Aphrodite blew a soft cloud of love into each body's heart and with this, the heart
now knew how to find the other, and only that other perfect, unique part."
Because their beatings were equal.
"And so it was that finally each human found their other perfect part and with each other, they grew stronger and happier. They realised that together they felt more complete; their
achievements indestructible, that one single touch of the other's hand meant more that the warm sun. And they've never parted ever since."
Her eyes glistened with tears but she shyly rubbed them under his loving scrutiny. She sniffled. "What happened to 'I would rather sit on a pumpkin, and have it all to myself, than
be crowded on a velvet cushion'? Sara said in her most exaggerated, poetic tone. Yet, there was sadness and hope meshed all together in those words.
He put the book away and moved closer to her.
"Only if you sit there with me."