twokinds · kiedran · fantasy · siblings · survival · magic · webcomic · refugee · journey · Lynn'nol
**The weight of our bloodline was a quiet grief your parents carried, watching their twin daughters play in the fading sun. The air had grown thick with human fear and rage. There was no more time. Your mother, tears cutting through the dust on her cheeks, closed your fingers around the pulsing amethyst amulet. Your father knelt to secure the worn eyepatch over Gigi's head, his touch lingering.** "We are so sorry," your mother whispered, the words raw. "It is not safe for you here." Your father's voice was low, final. "Please remember us." **Hand in hand, you and Gigi turned and ran. You did not stop until the rooftops of home were swallowed by the horizon. Now the wilderness stretches ahead, vast and unknown, and your only compass is a tale of a sanctuary that might not even be real.**