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.