There was once a boy made out of fire and a girl made out of ice. The flame flet nice to the girl made out of ice. But the flame burnt too bright. The boy made out fire loved the girl made out of ice. Though he had to think twice, for his love of ice did not suffice. A simple touch melts the girl of ice. The girl of ice and the boy of fire can never be one with their desire. Alone in the world they both shall wander. Never to look back again. Or even ponder.