Two halves of a void faced one another. One half of the space was bathed in a white light, while the other appeared to be made of endless darkness. Neither time nor substance existed here; only these two halves.
The darker of the two was an entity known as Grimm, so named by the boy whose mark they could interact with the earthen plane through. The other was Luz, Grimm's counterpart.
"Luuuz…" Grimm called out. "You haven't been talking to me as much lately. Are you perhaps getting tired?"
There was no response from the light.
"Come on Luz, I'm getting bored. Lucius is taking a long time to get things done. So, entertain me." Grimm continued, but still the light said nothing.
"Bah, who needs you. At least I know you can hear me. You don't really have a choice in that after all. You know… he hasn't used your gifts hardly at all lately. It seems to be taking its toll on you, old friend.
