The eternally opposing legions

Doomed to be apart

Seperate in their own regions

Fighting at the very start

Fire and Ice

Moon and Sun

Power comes with a price

There is a war to be won

They brutalize eachother

Refusing to be together

Although practically brothers

They are alone forever

What happens when the Sun meets the Moon?

The Raven meets the Dove?

Surely, nothing but doom

There is no wasted love.

Or is there?

Maybe when the Sun and Moon kiss

Stars appear

Love sparkling with a little hiss

Fire and Ice

Can they touch without being devoured?

Play nice?

For together, they hold such power.