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Twig was living a nightmare, she cared deeply for her uncle’s children. Even if they weren’t really her nephews they were close enough. They were orphans, and Twig was responsible for them. She promised her uncle before he died that she would take care of them and she failed them.

”It started before the eruption.” Twig started, settling back on her haunches as the worried look in her eyes never really left despite how comfortable sh emight get. ”Their parents both passed early on in their lives.” She explained, knowing the boys had one of the most terrible starts to life that she had ever heard of. ”After the eruption they believed themselves cursed, like they were the source of all the tragedy in their short lives.” She sighed softly, wishing again that she could have helped her poor nephews further than she had.