N came in from the astral forests while M shook the snow and ice from his cerebrum.
Once again the cousins found themselves sharing orbit in a very old place
looking across the future valley.
"How much time this time?" asked N.
"Forty-eight hours" said M.
"More than enough" observed N. "Let's take turns".
So M dug out various sounds, having N choose from them.
Recording, morphing, looping, twisting, interacting part of their nature,
they shared the changes as N brought forward sounds for M to choose from.
Changing places, the changes rising and falling, feeling changes.
Impulsivity, mystery, simplistic pure thought, tiny vortexes in engineering,
revealing basic humour in creation, the orbit always steady,
no check on the moving as places were brought into being,
as one with sharing what the cousins shared.