Red Planet Unity

Pulu.

That was her name. And Ananta loved her, with all of his heart, with all of his soul, with all of his mind. The red sand was cold on the soles of his feet as he followed her across the desert. She walked with a grace and a beauty that could captivate an entire galaxy for eons upon eons. Ananta's heart swelled with love and admiration each time she took a step. Hers was not the typical beauty that many in the galaxy desired; no, hers was a curious sort of beauty that made Ananta want to hold her close, to wrap his arms around her slender figure and bask in the warmth that radiated from her body. He wanted to feel every inch of her against him; skin brushing skin, curves meeting angles; he wanted to be one with Pulu, in body and mind and spirit.

Pulu stopped walking when they came upon a cliff that overlooked the red sands below them. The sun had already set hours ago, but its light still danced across the horizon: purples, blues, oranges, pinks; it was like staring at an ocean at sunset. Pulu turned around to face Ananta and smiled warmly before embracing him tightly. Ananta returned her embrace, his arms wrapping around her waist as he pulled her closer against him. For a few moments they stood there, holding each other in silence as their bodies pressed against one another.

"I'm glad you came," Pulu said softly after their embrace broke. She tilted her head upwards so that her gaze met Ananta's eyes; they were brown like the earth's soil after a rainstorm has washed away all impurities. Her eyes were soft and gentle, like a stream on a summer day where one can sit in peace and quiet and forget about the rest of the world for but a moment or two. But it wasn't just those eyes that made Ananta fall so madly in love with Pulu; it was everything about her: from her long brown hair to her curvy body to her sweet demeanor--everything about this woman was pure perfection in Ananta's eyes. "I'd hoped you would."

"You knew I would come," Ananta replied before he leaned down and kissed Pulu gently on the lips. Her hands slipped up around his neck as she pulled him closer against her body; their kiss deepened until finally they had to pull apart for air. "I wouldn't stand you up."

Pulu laughed lightly before taking his hand into hers and leading them over to where they would lay out on the sand together tonight while they watched the stars above them twinkle and dance across the sky as they fell asleep together. They laid down next to each other on their backs side by side facing opposite directions until their heads touched at the back of their skulls; Pulu rested comfortably against Ananta's chest while he draped one arm over her waist protectively, holding onto her as if she were made of glass that could shatter at any moment should someone bump into them accidentally while walking through a crowded marketplace full of people haggling loudly over fruit and vegetables ripe for the picking--and this is exactly how Pulu felt when she was in public with Ananta: fragile yet strong at once. The way he looked at people who stared openly or whispered quietly behind cupped hands made Pulu realize quickly that he wasn't used to being in public with another person who wasn't part of his own family or childhood friends because there was some part of him that he kept hidden from everyone else who didn't know what it was like to be different than everyone else around you--and this is why Pulu fell so deeply in love with Ananta: because he understood what it meant to be different than everyone else around you even though he had never experienced this himself--he just knew how it felt to be judged by others based upon something beyond your control. And so did Pulu because growing up on Mars meant living among other Martians who looked down upon those born without magenta skin or green hair or bright yellow eyes who were born out among space somewhere far away from Mars itself rather than here on this very planet amongst everyone else like herself--but now she didn't care about those who looked down upon them for simply being different than everyone else because here, amongst these red sands where nobody could see or hear them unless they wanted to be seen or heard themselves, she had found love and acceptance from someone who understood just how lonely life could be when no one understands you except yourself--someone who accepts you for every single flaw you possess as well as every single strength you carry within your body--someone who loves you unconditionally no matter what anyone else thinks about you because all that matters is your happiness--that is what mattered most to Pulu right now more than anything else in this entire universe because she didn't think she could go on living without it anymore--she needed this man beside her more than anyone needed anything else right now--she needed his love more than anything else right now--because only then would she believe that there truly is someone out there in this vast universe who loves you despite your flaws and imperfections because we are all flawed creatures ourselves trying our best each day just to get through whatever life throws our way whether it be murder or rape or theft or whatever terrible acts others inflict upon us without our consent--but we can endure these hardships if we have someone beside us who understands us without needing words spoken aloud between us verbally when sometimes words aren't enough to explain how we truly feel inside ourselves despite wanting nothing more than to let our emotions overwhelm us completely whenever we are surrounded by those we don't trust with our hearts because those feelings can hurt so deeply sometimes we don't think we'll ever recover from them--but if we have someone beside us willing to bear those same burdens alongside us despite knowing full well that there are times when we don't want them around because we're afraid they won't understand us even though they already do understand us better than anyone else ever could including ourselves just by simply existing near us--if we have someone next to us doing exactly what they've been doing since they first met us years ago despite how much time has passed between then and now: standing by our side always ready to accept our apologies when we say something stupidly hurtful out of anger at ourselves for saying something stupidly hurtful too often only hurting others just like ourselves instead of helping them find some semblance of peace within themselves during times when darkness threatens to consume everything around them just like it does during times when light is everywhere all at once making everything seem perfect again no matter what hardships surround us as clouds are surrounding us today threatening to overshadow everything good going on around us today letting fear take over our bodies forcing us tell everyone not close enough anymore that we're better off alone without them knowing deep down inside ourselves that isn't true even though sometimes it feels like it is true no matter how hard I try convincing myself otherwise--if we have someone next to us explaining things using the simplest terms possible though if I ask hard questions I'm willing to accept an answer I'm not quite happy with because I know deep down inside myself I need answers even if they're not answered outright instead given symbolically through actions taken instead which will speak louder than any words ever said aloud under normal circumstances between two people talking normally which means I need someone beside me who understands my struggle regardless how much time passes between then and now but also realizes why I thought I couldn't keep going forward any longer why today seemed harder than yesterday why tomorrow doesn't seem like it'll ever arrive no matter how much time passes between then and now despite this heavy cloud hanging overhead threatening my sunshine in ways I don't quite understand even though I've tried explaining myself without speaking aloud every single time--if we have someone next to us willing not only accept our flaws which make up most every part of our being but also accept our strengths which makes up just as much if not more parts of who we are today allowing me borrow their strength whenever I need help carrying mine because otherwise my own strength might force me into isolation not allowing me into new relationships with others afraid my baggage will weigh too heavily on those around me refusing their help when really I need exactly that kind of help from them instead preferring isolation instead shouldering everything alone by myself instead causing me great pain I'm sure will last far longer than necessary if left alone but perhaps giving me some distance from others so I can get better if allowed my chance because right now here's all I want most: somebody beside me willing share my happiness together emulating strength together amplifying love together till infinity allowing every single part me grow stronger until infinity unraveling every single strand until infinity making sure nobody takes advantage for gain using weakness for personal gain using bliss for potency allowing me grow stronger eventually finding true strength eventually finding true happiness eventually finding true love eventually finding true happiness eventually finding true strength eventually finding true joy eventually finding true happiness again by myself until infinity committed fully giving 100% commitment till infinity giving selflessly til infinity til infinity til infinity til infinity til infinity til infinity til infinity til infinity til infinity til infinity 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