How close does this make you, that you’ve bound your Hearts together?
A thought keeps going through my mind: that you are not the same person, not a syncretic god, not two facets of the same being, and yet…you’re so close, so deeply entwined with one another, that you may as well be.
I’ve written before that I’m the balance between the two of you, and I suppose that is true. What if I don’t just provide balance, I provide space? Someone you can love, that you can focus on, that doesn’t have a part in whatever magic you have done together.
I wrote many stories, all of them with the theme of Hearts being exchanged. Each one, however, carried a warning, a clear message of “no.” Each word I wrote said “this is not for you.” Each story that could have involved the ritual ended before it happened, each ending said “you are mortal.”
Mortals cannot carry the true Hearts of gods, not without burning up–you don’t want me to burn, that’s a theme with you. You both love me, desperately and dearly, but to be “on fire” is not something you want from me.
Is this part of the reason why you’ve stepped back?
How deep does you being each other’s Reflections go?
What does this mean for me–for us–now?