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If you were to ask him, Ecilan Ice would tell you that love was at its core very simple.
Sure, people would often try to make love sound complicated.
Sometimes, they would hide their simple love behind flowery and confusing language.
"Brother Ice, it seems to me that lately the harsh reality of the God of Light has finally reached Brother Sun, who is now repenting for his sins, and moderating his life such as the God of Light desires. It gladdens my heart that he is finally ready to respond to the judgement of the God of Light."
Sun isn't eating as he should, and it worries me. (I love him)
Sometimes, the simple truth of love was made complicated by the harsh reality of other people's expectations and judgements.
Other times, people would dress their love up in different clothes and avoid it as if they were not worthy of it. Or like they were scared of it.
"Iceee, what am I supposed to do? Lesus haven’t had time for me in days! What am I supposed to do? My blueberry pie supply is running low..."
Why is he avoiding me? (I love him)
These times, the practicalities of the situation would be used as a shield against the simple feeling of love beneath.
On occasion however, some people understood how simple love really was.
"Ice, these sweets are amazing!! I’ll join you in the kitchen next time? Come on, I’ll show you how to really have fun!"
I love you I love you I love you
See, love was indeed very simple. Sometimes, love was stored in the blueberry pie.
And sometimes, just ever so often, love could be found in the impromptu early morning flour fight in the kitchen. When the rest of the world was sleeping, and there were no words left, only laughter and love. The simple truth of love could be found on the kitchen floor then, in the air between two supposed opposites, in bellies full of food and laughter and love.