The silence was glorious. It had always known the internal silence, the peace of mind and body that led to stillness, but seeing something so basic to itself spread across the whole universe was more wondrous than Aysus could fully understand at the moment. It would need room and peace to fully comprehend the silence, just as it had for the brightness and the darkness.

But the imbalance loomed, and as grateful as Aysus was for Tahaan's willingness to leave Aysus to its own peaceful explorations, now was not the moment for it.

[i]~Come back.~[/i] Aysus called after its retreating partner. [i]~We must balance the imbalance, before it crumbles away into nothingness once more.~[/i]

It was surprisingly easy, at that moment, for Aysus to find the imbalance. In many ways it was just like the darkness and brightness. There was a leftover from the creation, something that swarmed in among the threads of silence, bouncing back and forth in a desperate desire to escape from this new thing in the universe. It was another opposite, another thing that would come together with the silence and create stability. Despite its former anxiety about the existence of the brightness and the dimness in a universe that had only known nothing, Aysus did not hesitate in the creation of the inverse. Aysus was far more a creature of consistency than Tahaan, and rapid change had always bothered it. But that did not mean that Aysus could not adjust. This was the new universe, and if change was to be the constant, so be it. 

[i]~Help me gather that which remains.~[/i] Rapidly, Tahaan began to circle around Aysus, pulling the broken pieces of silence in towards its partner. Aysus gathered the reluctant threads, using all of its magnetic pull to keep the writhing things together. This time there was a weaving, a giant jumbling and twisting that was almost the exact opposite of the linear balance of the silence. Tighter and tighter Aysus wove the bundle, even as Tahaan continued to bring in more of the unbalanced threads. Finally there were none left across the span of the universe, and they were close to completion.

[i]~Link them.~[/i] The instruction was very simple for such a complicated process, but Aysus need have said nothing at all. It and Tahaan understood each other well enough to know what needed to be done. The woven bundle began to get wrapped in the silence, and the threads began to work against themselves, pushing in further and further to try and escape its opposite. But, surrounded on all sides by the threads of silence, the only thing it could do was get smaller.

And then it was gone, woven perfectly into the blanket of silence.

For a moment it seemed as though nothing had happened. But they both knew that the imbalance was gone. Whatever they had made, it was complete, whole, unified. And then Tahaan began to writhe about once more, and the threads began to vibrate, and there was an answer in the universe.

It was not much. It was hardly even worthy of being noticed, so little was it. But it was there. As Tahaan moved, the thing for which it had originally longed responded. There was a noise to answer its movement.

Aysus stirred slightly, and its movement was also answered by a noise, a faint rustling that seemed to mirror its own internal motion.

[i]~It is beautiful.~[/i]

Aysus wasn't talking about the noise, although that was in part what it was recognizing. No, what it was experiencing was the perfect balance of two. Aysus and Tahaan, light and dark, noise and silence. And, even more importantly if anything, the way that the two essences related to the opposites. Light and noise were both points, things that interrupted the continuity of the universe. They were chaotic and caused constant change within the universe. And they had both been the creations that Aysus led. Darkness and silence were the constants, the things that remained when there was nothing to interrupt them. They peacefully filled the universe with a something that was almost like nothing. And those were the ones that Tahaan had felt within itself, and led into being.

How was it that both of them were far more capable of understanding each other than they were at understanding themselves? To a logical observer it would have seemed backwards, and yet there was no denying the truth of it, just as there was no denying the existences of these new things.

At that moment, Aysus began to realize something consciously that it had always known subconsciously. It and Tahaan were as completely linked as the brightness and the dimness, the noise and the silence. Despite the fact that they were not the same, they were complete with each other.

Fondness for its partner welled up within Aysus, and it rubbed up against the threads, the movement creating a humming sound. It now had a new way to greet its companion.