she could not exist without her; she was the moon, and amunet was the shadow cast behind all she created. her brilliance filled vulcan with cold starlight and splendor beyond their plane. rapt, ensnared, amunet breathed her in, filling her lungs with galaxies of memory and the relief of being bound to her twin once more.

together again.

the reunion brought light to her cheeks, stars lent against the smooth black caught in amduat's brilliance. she brought her brow against her shoulder, softly levying her weight forward to test reality, to push against the veil of dream and harrow.

"o, it's you."

Her care was not for the burden widening her sister’s figure, nor the one she abandoned at the Falls.

No, hers was for Amduat alone. Hers, was for the selfishness brewing in her chest. Together again. the moon that blessed her with a name, the moon that staved off the wolves that would have seen their dark omen undone. the moon, the moon, the moon.

"finally."

she echoed gently, withdrawing so to bask in the algid glow of her starlight eyes.