The journey was long. The road at times was steep and treacherous. Sapphire continued on her path. From a distance an image emerged. She was moving closer to it. She could make out that it was a man.
Arion traveled the same road. The sun at its peak of the day- knowing in its infinite wisdom that their two paths would cross. When their eyes met, Sapphire saw the stars and felt the stars. Their worlds joined.
The power that dwelled in Arion longed to be recognized. Trying to read his thoughts, Sapphire was blocked. It was as if he knew her darkness and yet it didn't frighten him away. They were at crossroads. Words were unspoken. He had to wait for her invitation. Arion understood her need for solitude-for work, for dreaming. She took his hand in hers. That was her way of submission, but he could not lead her. He would have to follow. He knew that what ever direction he moved, it was for eternity.