i think its Very Sickening actually that the top 2 Avengers of the Avenger class, the very class that howls with bloody teeth and raging, terrifying fire, are associated with something so gentle so fleeting and ephemeral.... those commonly called dreams.
Flames. And dreams. Powerful things that leave lasting impressions on your soul when you touch it. yet one drop of water, one conscious breath is all it takes for them to disappear. Both contain a beauty and mystery in their existence, in how it can provide warmth by simply existing, in how it can provide light when you start a small spark, in how there are moving images in your head while you let your body rest...
Sleep, while holding onto an ephemeral dream. The End of a Dream, or the End of Love and Hate.
Both of them dont want to let go, of course. But seeing her offer rest and reprieve, and the man giving the push needed after that rest... both are flames, both ephemeral as dreams wish happiness for the light they love so much. Both of them more fictional than ever, but that doesnt make the love they have for their fate no less true, no less real.
But just like Cinderella at the strike of midnight, just like when the sun starts to peek from beyond the horizon, they needed to leave so that person would continue to be happy.
Because their existence is burning fire incarnate, they cannot stay. Their flames, despite the warmth, despite its light, offers no room for salvation. They can only burn. They cannot stay forever.
But as an act of profound love and deep affection, they leave.
They leave .... but they still look in that shining star's way, now moving forward and beyond, with the fires left behind where they will forever gaze and admire its trail of dazzling stardust.
