Color.  He missed color.  He’d been sitting in a dark cave with a Child of Darkness who had no light in her eyes, and even months after coming out he still had a hard time with color.

And now, her.  If anything was the opposite of him it was she.  She was all light, all color.  Scarlet and orange and sunshine.  She had her own sort of darkness, of course, just as he had his own sort of light.  But her light, her color, her fire.  She was so different that she was almost the same.  And she was beautiful.

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This... Well.  This is Corby about another character, belonging to a former friend.  He doesn't like to talk about this time in his life anymore.

The idea of a Darkness elemental falling in love with someone with so much light is a fascinating one, however.  One I might take somewhere someday.