~ No! Don't! Elora, I'm still here!~ Naya screamed but it was like she couldn't hear her voice.

She wanted to forcefully separate them but then, she pulled back.

She can't. She shouldn't. This was love. A want, a desire that's burning so hot she shouldn't extinguish.

Naya’s face curved with a smile. Happy for Elora. But then, it finally occurred to her. What her punishment was all about, what she has forgotten about.

Her eyes and ears that her family was referring to, were her love and compassion. The love to see the tears of her creations. The ears to listen to their cries.

They might have been stubborn,...