Thread: Twin Reflections (SaynotoZydrate and sevenpercentsolution)

Here is a little forest, Whose leaf is ever green Here is a brighter garden, Where not a frost has been In its unfading flowers I hear the bright bee hum Prithee, my brother, Into my garden come! Nuala's soft spoken voice eased the silence in the lonely cell where her twin brother was kept under lock and key within a cell with reinforced bars. By all means, the area he was kept locked up in was quite spacious and kept clean. He had everything he needed to function and plenty of space which he could use for various activities. There was even a small bookcase filled with a sparse collection of old leather bound books. Despite that fact that her brother suffered no cruel treatment, she knew better then anyone how he disliked the idea of being caged up like an animal. There were times when his rage grew so intense that she had no choice but to come to him. Whatever he felt, echoed through her body. His thoughts reflected in her mind if she concentrated hard enough. Some would thing it unnerving, to be able to feel and sense everything your brother could, but for Nuala and Nuada, they had never known anything else. Their bond had been intense even before they had been born, linked from the womb of their mother. At times like these, when her fair skinned brother was ill at ease, the delicate princess would stop whatever she happened to be doing and come down to visit him. She spent most of her time reciting poems to him or reading out of books, always the classics which Abe took great pleasure in showing her. Being a twin, Nuala resembled her brother to an extreme. The same white hair, the same pale skin, the same markings everything. There were subtle differences, though, nothing too extreme, but enough to tell the two apart. Nualas eyes, for instance, while they are golden in color like her brothers were wider, and somewhat brighter. She also happened to be a few inches shorther than him, and her face is a bit rounder full cheeks and light colored lips, as her brothers are dark. She is slender, very petite. This evening she was bit more dressed up then usual, suggesting she had plans for later in the evening, plans that no doubt included Abe. Her dress was a deep, royal purple in color, with silver and gold accents around the wrists, neck, and waist. Certainly fit for a Princess. Ironically enough, they didn't speak to each other very often whenever they were in eachother's company. Yet, anyone who was in the room with the creepy white twins would get a feeling that they were communicating just fine without words. Being so alike, sensing, feeling eachother's emotions, pains, pleasures and thoughts meant that there was really very little to say. Most of the time it was just Nuala reciting her poetry to him, which in an odd way seemed to calm him down. After a few long moments of silence, Nuala places a marked in her book and shut it gently. She raised her head slowly to give her brother a long and hard look, a look that plainly said she was displeased with him. What did you say to Abe? I know he was down hear earlier to offer you some books. He was very distraught afterwards.... Her voice wasn't accusing, it was elegant and composed as a princess's voice should be. There were rare occasions when her brother, who was always the stronger and cleverer of the two, was able to hide things from her. Nuala on the other hand, had never been able to hide anything from her brother. I know you dislike him, but he means well. He is trying very hard to be friendly with you. Brother, how can you be so petty?