Both were naked, yet neither felt cold, as the hot sun sent rays down, almost spotlighting the two people, making sure they kept warm.
Reaching up, the magnificence of their bodies became apparent Almost noble in attitude, as in stretching, every perfect line, muscle and sinew, showed that Seth and Florence had been chosen and prepared well.
“I can't really believe this is all happening, and that we've been chosen together. Do you think we can really help?” Florence tossed her head and her dark locks tumbled down.
Seth squeezed her hand. “Yes it's true. The elders of Tron have entrusted us with these amazing bodies, to begin this mission. Look about you. The hue of the sky, the distant planets. Others are dying too. We have to try to save this one.” He turned around and took Florence in his arms. “We know what we must do.”
“Start with one beget!”