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It's darkness around you that shimmers and shifts, broken only by the soft shine of a gold immaterial cord.
You watch it being knitted into a figure – a somehow familiar form. Eventually, it takes shape so detailed you can see features of his face.
A face you know?
Beat.
Everything blinks — winks at you — and you swear the cord between you is a hanging rope... But only for a fraction of a second.
And he, oh so soulful, full-of-soul, looks at you.
How is he able to recognise you? Has he seen you before? What is before?
And yet, he does recognise you; after all, you did too.
Beat.
His stare is heavy – not like a stone dragging you to the bottom but a phiale full of dizzying wine. His smile is gentle and yet unbroken. It will be someday but—
There's no time and no use to think about it now.
You step towards him and he does so as well.
Beat.
You kiss him the very moment he kisses you, and you know you two will be together until you both die – no matter how many times it happens.
The gold cord is sliced into coins, and you hear them dinging against the yet inexistent floor while the darkness around you dissipates. However, for a long moment, he is the only thing you see.
He was created just for you, and you for him.