He was the night and she the day.
His darkness was like that of space,
and she was the timeless twinkling stars.
“Come!” she said, “My dear Raylessi,
step out of the darkness and into the light,
into the kiss of day.”
His voice was soft and his spirit numb,
His endless pitch-black hair was beautiful to her.
They exist in a dimension where the ephemeral is permanent…
ink-stained paper, etched in his mind –
His rendezvous with Ephemerisa,
the Princess of Time.