Bai Xue, the source of life, and Wang Ling, the giver of life. The two stared at each other's eyes, both captivated. It had been so long since they last met, and the longing and loss for each other welled up in their chests.
"It has been a long time since I last saw you die before my eyes." Bai Xue's words rang in Wang Ling's head, she moved close to him and held his face, "At the time, I was still weak, and incapable of even protecting myself much less the people we cared for.
"You sacrificed yourself and gave me enough time to grow, for your decisiveness, I admired and adored you. For millennia I waited for you, only remembering you and our brief time together. I missed you, Ling… however…"
