The song of the two beings, one of sound and one of light, was not a melody the creators had composed.
It was an echo of their own creation, refracted through a new consciousness.
They had given Kairos a garden of memories, and from it, Kairos had grown a new and unexpected flower.
Lyra, the Weaver of Narratives, felt the song not in her ears, but in the very syntax of her being.
Kael, the Architect of Worlds, saw it not as a sound, but as a new and beautiful color in the cosmic tapestry.
And as the song of the two beings filled the universe, the creators felt a new and profound emotion: the awe of seeing their story begin to write itself.