As Vivaly and Moride walked through now Something, they had only themselves as company. They couldn't do much, only hope they'd find another light, another someone that appeared by Chance. But there were none. So they were left to explore each other.
A hand touched a hand. They were gentle and smooth, but opposed to each other in colour and thickness and length. A leg stepped on a leg. It hurt just a bit at the toes and pose was overall weird and uncomfortable. Chest pressed against chest. Soft and warm and alluring. Then lips covered lips. Hot and bright, in their heads a picture of colours that weren't here yet, but someday will be born.
From the kiss a third Someone was born. Her hair was flowy and sweet and her eyes full of wonder. She watched the two kiss, that's what she called it, until they finally paid her attention.
"Who are you?" Vivaly asked.
"What are you?" Moride asked.
"I'm Gratt!" She answered. "I'm Love!" She sang
Gratt — Goddess of Love — Singer of Love
(art by @artsyleninade)
