He accepted this. Because he could be a thief for eternity. But he could also give to her, and his head already swam with all the things he wanted her to have. Birds and butterflies and falling leaves taken by the wind to swirl above the heads of people like a dance. For all he took he would give back better. So that he could come to find her and look into her eyes and see the sunset.
The two kissed and embraced and that night they laid together. In the morning she was gone.
So the thief who was now the Earth itself traveled onward, throwing the sun to the sky and knowing that above him was a reflection of his beloved's eyes. And that their lonely love was not so lonely as she thought. Because he looked at her always and she always looked down on him. And he planted trees to reach up to her and flowers to help feed the butterflies and he rescued eggs and charmed orphaned birds.
And every once in a while he found an edge, a place he could call a horizon. And those days were the most joyous and she would love him and praise him for all he gave. And he would praise her for her beauty and kindness and for giving them rain and warmth and life.