Once there was a little spark named passion.
This little spark was drifting long one day until he came upon a heart, frozen in a thick block of ice.
Passion was instantly concerned! The poor heart was all alone and helpless!
So Passion decided that he would keep the heart company from now on.
Every day after Passion would come and sit next to the heart.
Without fail he would arrive in the morning and remain there, sparking until night had fallen. He wouldn’t move, wouldn’t speak, but he remained just the same.
Eventually month after month of his tenderness towards the heart had begun to pay off.
The heart had slowly begun to melt!
When he returned to his usual spot on one ordinary day, the heart was there with not a bit of ice left!
Passion was so happy! He began to dance and dance until he grew and grew and finally he became a bright, billowy flame!
He was so overcome with delight he rushed to embrace the little heart and quickly enveloped her. They began to pulsate wildly!
The two began to radiate in a blast of colours and sensations!
The heart glowed and glowed and glowed until eventually she began to cool down.
As the light faded, from the explosion emerged a lone heart composed of the brightest and purest diamond ever seen.
From now until the end of time she would be alone no more. Her friendship with Passion would never die.