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05-31-2017, 02:41 PM
O T E M
The girl finds herself drawn to the crimson liquid bubbling out of her twin. But she knows no fear, not yet anyways, and so she simply gazes at the magic flowing from his body with wide bi-coloured eyes. She has yet to notice that succulents and other desert-like grasses have sprouted around her, as if responding to her skin's dislike of the sand-papery ground.
"Mmmm." The girl hums sweetly, her brownish nose reaching out for her twin. She notices the horns protruding from his forehead and momentarily goes crosseyed trying to determine if she has similar sprouts on her own brow. After a moment of this, she gives up and instead begins to flex her tiny wing-muscles. A few seconds of this prove to be all the stamina she possess and so she turns her gaze upwards once more to the black and the brown adults towering above her. Her eyes and her adorably downcast expression seem to demand that they tell her what to do now.
They kicked her into this world after all. It's only fair that they help her through it.
Coded by Space!
