Word: Yin-Yang
Two completely different individuals. Down to their very natures. Two unlikely mix of energies that were interconnected. A force of their own that held a seed of their counterpart. Dependent on one another and never apart.
The two in tune to the universe around them. Yin melded into Yang smoothly. The dark shade complimenting Yang's dominance with its submission. Yang's mountainous presence standing proudly amongst Yin's river flowing nature. Yin's intuition playing nicely into Yang's logic.
The small seeds held in each showed the small piece of themselves that lived inside of the other. Their were no cemented absolutes between them and their flowing curves illustrated their dependence on each other. Melding into one another seamlessly, no harsh dividing lines. Each lives in the other and the other's presence is needed to exist. Their never-ending cycle one of equal sustainability.
One force dominates only to be replaced by its opposing force. It continues and is repeated. They were as free flowing as night and day. Life and death. As natural as the cycle of the many seasons.
Two creatures so different yet blended so freely into the other. A part of the other that would forever live inside of them.
The perfect balance.