A/n: *arrives late with starbucks* hey! Sorry I haven't been around much! Just sorting out some real life things, then I was also writing stuff for the 365 Days of Usuk Calender! In fact, I'm gonna post my entries here as well, since I'm not doing anything anyway for the holidays!
I'll also try to finish some of those other oneshot things that I haven't touched in forever OTL
Warning: some of these entries (particularly the older ones) are pr e tty
"Some people meet the way the sky meets the earth, inevitably, and there is no stopping or holding back their love. It exists in a finished world, beyond the reach of common sense."
- Louise Erdrich, Tales of the Burning Love
One pair of eyes were always turned to the heavens, where the stars shined upon them, while the other's kept to the ground, where the earth flourished underneath their feet, and they stand steadfastly, stubbornly, hopelessly together.
Truthfully, they were on opposing sides of the personality spectrum, with his eyes, a hue stolen from the sky in the middle of its summer solstice, and hair of golden sunshine. His feet may be firmly planted on the ground, but his mind wandered beyond the clouds and to places where the stars glistened in the velvet darkness. His curiosity consumed him, prompting him to create machines of all variations for exploration. And he would not stop his adventurous feet until he reached the end of the universe.
Whereas the other's eyes were of the long forgotten forests that existed once upon a time. Or rather, the sunlit leafy roof that rushed above his head as he ran with stubby legs, darting in and out of the pools shadow and light. The inhabitants of the woodlands and folklore were his only companions, and he never really needed anything else. Those days may be long gone, but that doesn't stop him from dreaming of a world gone by, passed down in tongues, flourishes of a quill, the tap-tap-tap of the keyboard. Somewhere in his head, that dream world still existed, unlike his wide-eyed, but practical lover.
Together, they brought out the best in each other, similar to the infamous Nylon rumour. A combination of their sister cities that made them shine upon the world's spotlight. War, famine, disaster, one of them was there first, usually followed by the other. Their close ties were described as 'unparalleled' and 'remarkable' by the other nations of the world, as their histories, societies, even language were as deeply intertwined as their hands.
So even if the skies fell upon them and the earth crumbled under their feet, they would witness the falling of heaven and the rising of hell with their faces to the horizon, and by each other's sides.