Broken Spears
She chuckles as a shadow of a smile crosses her face. "Oh, my brother."
You two sit quietly for a while, watching an albatross snatch a fish from the safety of the ocean. The wind whistles in your ears as salty sea spray crashes against the rocks at the bottom of the hill. When you were little, you and Vena would descend the steep path to the rocks and catch crabs. Once she got pinched and that was when you weren't allowed to go down there anymore. There is a small scar on her fingertip to remember the incident, one of the only things physical that are different about you two.
Your sister stands. "We should go back to the castle. It's best if we warn Mother and Father about my prophecy."
You two sit quietly for a while, watching an albatross snatch a fish from the safety of the ocean. The wind whistles in your ears as salty sea spray crashes against the rocks at the bottom of the hill. When you were little, you and Vena would descend the steep path to the rocks and catch crabs. Once she got pinched and that was when you weren't allowed to go down there anymore. There is a small scar on her fingertip to remember the incident, one of the only things physical that are different about you two.
Your sister stands. "We should go back to the castle. It's best if we warn Mother and Father about my prophecy."