And Haru was the kindest of souls, for all of the rest days she ventured, with no goal but to bring peace to the torrent of the mind of a lost child. And Rin was ever willing to be the voice of the maiden, and ever kind to her other half. For to Rin, nothing less than the epitome of all things Good and Fair was Haru.

Did they grasp hands, but for love, no. Tapping of fingers to palms to convey what words could be not spoken by hearts: from eyes to ears to ears to eyes, and again.

And oh! did the muses sing of the deeds of the Fair who befriended the Fae. For when did the fae betray message the lovers could not; for dreamers to dream and be a dreamer for a sense mortals have not.

To be but a creature of such awesome magnitude, to which need not bow nor kneel, but to cry out in glorious, wonderful pain.