Peas in a pod

Phim had been laying quietly, contemplating many useless things, when her brother had given her a nudge.  She obeyed immediately, sparing a glance toward their aunt as she rose to follow on his heels.  She could feel Dai's discomfort when they were around Narfi and she understood his feelings completely, thought she may not show it outwardly.  They were young when their parents died, but the fact that they had any family related to their mother had never been mentioned.  As far as they were told, Devya was adopted by Seraphim and that was that.  Narfi had never been mentioned, nor had she made an effort to see them as children, so why now?  It was clear that she was related to them, that was undeniable, but what were her motives for getting to know them now?

Dai stopped and Phim sat beside him, turning her verdant gaze on him and staring intently.  He said only one small word, but it spoke volumes to her.  Yet, she was uncertain how she should respond.  She let a long moment of silence pass between them before taking her turn, her eyes still fixed on her brother's upturned face.  "She worries me too, you know.  But where else would we have gone?  When I think about it, maybe we never should've left this place.  It was our home..."  She trailed off, uncertain again.  Her thoughts, naturally, had been turning back to their parents frequently.  Would they have wanted their children to leave the land they were born in?  Would they have wanted them to come back?  There were so many questions they would never have answers too, but Phim desperately wished they could.





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