He was really there, waiting for him at the side of the little pond. He stood tall, hands behind his back, hair long and wild as he looked at the little fish. Sel called his name, eyes filled with excitement. He was going to tell him, he had to. This moment right now was the most important of them all. The moment he would tell the god of the sun he loved him, he had loved him for the longest of time.
The moon god stood still as he watched him turn around, as he took in his face after all this time, He looked exactly the same, unaffected by the cruel brushings of time, his eyes the call of spring while his hair burned in a crown above his head, his clothes hanged luxuriously as the golden cuffs showed his toned muscles, his sun kissed skin.
Sel was running, his feet still bare touching the grass and he reached him out of breath, he looked up at him, waiting for something. He didn't know what but he pleaded to hear his voice.
