Their collective question had not been answered with words, but with a new reality.
The universe, it seemed, was not a static stage upon which their drama unfolded, but an active participant in their co-creation.
It was a canvas that responded to the brushstrokes of their intention, a string that vibrated with the music of their shared feeling.
The story was no longer something they were telling, but something they were living.
And in the living of it, they found themselves transformed.