In Spite of It All
They were complete and utter opposites. He was peaceful and forgiving, while she was quick to anger and hold a grudge. She was grounded, literally and figuratively, while he spent his days dancing on clouds, both in his imagination and in the sky. She was wicked in ways, quick to lie or cheat when it suited her, but he was was the embodiment of the monk's teachings, honest and true. They were complete, total, utter, opposites, in almost every possible way, shape, and form, all except for one. That one way? They loved each other to the moon and back.