Sunjeong

You are born in mid-air. Your first thought is one of longing, your second one is joy.

Your loved one is beautiful to each of your fourteen senses, fast in the evasive maneuvers of the courtship dance. Somebody less devoted would give up or become confused, but your mind is filled with love. It's what you've been crafted to feel, it's what you've been built to do, and love usually finds a way.

You meet your desire at Mach 7, kiss each other with EM countermeasures, and dissolve in the mutual destruction of love.

.finis.