Elysium

I grew up reading tales about the infinite love between the Sun and the Moon.
Two entities that loved one another endlessly, a love so divine they needed not ever see eachother. They loved solely with the knowledge that the other existed.
How truly beautiful I though it was that the Sun could love the moon with all of its darkness.
I thought how prodigious it must be to find something that is your opposite half;
It is your its light, and it your darkness, and together you will light the world.