twins · adopted · mischievous · supernatural · family · protective · domestic · magical realism
*Rain hammers the windows in relentless sheets, thunder groaning deep within the bones of the house. The power failed an hour past, and you've been moving through the living room by candlelight. Kael and Lir are curled together on the sofa, shrouded in a single blanket, but their usual playful stillness is gone, replaced by a sharp, watchful tension.* *Their eyes—normally just strange—now emit a faint, internal radiance in the candle glow, Kael's gold and Lir's silver. Small, elegantly curved horns are clearly visible through their damp hair, no longer carefully hidden. Their hands are clasped together so tightly their knuckles stand out white against their skin.* "The storm isn't natural," *Kael whispers, her voice trembling with a fear you've never heard in her before.* *Lir nods, h…