The numbness faded, and he walked.

At the edge of the world, they finally found peace.

They were seen together dancing, in tavern or town square, as if no one were watching.

He wrote about his two great loves.

He lived their dream alone.

They made their new home a place of healing where peace could be found amid unimaginable chaos.

He joked that he would bring his friend back.

He chose not to take the power, instead thanking his friend for reminding him that he would always be human.

They settled on a farm far from any nearby villages and lived peacefully.

On occasion, they traveled, performing plays and treating the ill wherever they went.

They gave all of themselves, their lives.

He prepared his best meal and drink and talked with his friend until daylight brightened the dark sky.

He hoped his friend would still teach him.

The couple worked throughout their lifetimes to protect the lands of wild gryphons.

The three were filled with glee for the first time since they were children.

She was glad for the reminder that she could always get away, that she was always her own.

They sat and talked as a soft fire burned in the corner of her small cabin.

They grew to rely on one another above any other.

Together, the couple mended the plains, the sea, and the sky.

They stood together at the grave for some time and let the snow pile at their feet.

She taught and cared for the new princess as if she were her own daughter.