The two Cherubim walked wingtip to wingtip into the library. The first, a
great white wolf, briskly walked on, until her companion, a smaller black
feline, pasued. The first turned to her friend, and whispered, "What is
wrong?"
"I am afraid," said the feline. "What if he says that the Lord..."
"Don't be foolish," said the first, with a big toothy grin. "What could we
possibly be doing wrong?" She nuzzled her companion, and they continued
walking into the library, wingtips still touching. The canine Cherub gazed
lovingly at her companion as they walked, the panther's dark eyes turned
towards her lover. They walked, still gazing at each other, until they came
upon Yves, who smiled brightly at them and replaced the book he was looking
at on the shelf.
"Ah, Blandine. Beleth. How may I be of assistance?" the eldest being said,
and the two Cherubs looked at each other for a long minute, then turned back
to Yves.
"Giver of Names, Beleth and I have come with a question," Blandine said. She
cleared her throat, and said, "We have spent much time roaming the Marches
together, and have seen incredible things, beautiful things. We were in
constant Awe of what we saw."
Beleth stepped forward, and after hesitating a moment, said "However, all
the glorious sights we have gazed at would have seemed...perhaps not as
grand, if it we hadn't looked upon them together. We thank God for all his
gifts, but the gift we thank him for above all others is that we were able
to journey together."
"We enjoy each other's company greatly," said Blandine, her deep blue stare
unwavering before Yves. "And we wish to remain like this forever. I feel
more strongly toward Beleth than I do any other being in creation," she
paused a moment to put her paw on Beleth's. "What we wanted was for you to
give this a Name. Give what we feel for each other a Name."
"If it pleases you," Beleth added quickly, humbly lowering her head before
the Archangel standing before her.
Yves was quiet for a long moment, and perhaps, for just a moment, his eye
glimmered, and he smiled almost sadly. He looked the two Cherubim in the
eye, and said, "Love. This is called Love."
"Love..." Beleth repeated. The word sounded...she wasn't quite sure how to
describe it. A feeling above all others, perhaps.
"Love," Blandine repeated. She said the word again, and turned to Beleth,
and, for a moment, felt a glimmer of eternity. "This love, is it forever?"
"That," Yves said, "Is for the two of you to determine."
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