Introduction

Identify, willing to discover the truth for yourself. How do you handle identity, manage your soul? Lately, my mind would hunger for all of knowledge, the unknown, and the inexperience. Searching out the truthfulness was just the beginning and my inspiration, something that lead my outside of my world, somewhere not safe as well strange. “Out of the box” people would say, maybe I’m out of my own world and into the bizarre. What in the world am I thinking? Nothing makes sense, this is not something I call reality, or that I’m too, wrong. Why does this compression is compound with so much thoughts, feelings and oddity?

A slight shook; that, what took the sleepiness away from the young prince. Brutal timing. Such maroon eyes, the pair were piercing and yet, so gentle. The rushing of the blanket flew away from the beauty’s grasp, such taunting twins they were, torturing the poor thing. Another shook; given to the youngest whom was once asleep, now twitching and rubbing hands against the soft, freezing arms to prevent coldness from increasing rapidly. “I’m thinking.” and that had silence them. The existence of mine, was made from Pandora’s Box.

“C’mon, father wants us.” the first twin said, the youngest shifts over towards them. “You want a piggyback?” Giving them a good hard stare, we’re so close as family, because I’m the only girl. With a slight nod, the first twin allow his back leaning at her, her hands seize his back and the twins taken her into their father’s bedchamber. Besides being a girl, I made good use of myself here. Enable to fight off idiots, monsters, cook food and take care of my surroundings. She thought previously more. She had a lesser grin until when she was set down onto the cold stone floorings, there, momentary looks back at father’s eyes. His is emerald blue, mine are maroon. We’re not blood related sadly.

I wish they, in front of me, were my real family. I remember, I do not have a family before, but only the damn-- “Christopher.. come here..” father spoke with slow tone with a slight smile to see her. She raises her head away from gazing down, then moves towards by his side. Christopher seats down on her knees and gave him a good hug. Then lean away a bit to give the two some room as the twins were remain the same position at the back. “Oh.. dear.. Christopher.. they’re.. looking.. for.. you..” Suddenly her eyes widen. They’re after me again?! Those people are going to hell for sure!! She was about to dash away, but father clutches her right hand before she was even starting. “Please.. Christopher.. you must.. run away from.. here..” father releases a cough, he continues coughing uncontrollably. Farther!?

“Father! You’re in critical condition! I must stay with you till the end, wait no! Not the end! Until you get better!” Christopher said recklessly, her fingers were crawling to hold his hands. The twins behind her sprints over and held their father’s hands as well. “We must all stay together, as family. Together and forever!” she exclaims, a few tears lies in her maroon eyes. I can’t let him go, no! “Please just hang on!” The second twin enclose his arm around the crying girl, the first twin cover his arm around her as well. Why.. death must take the love ones away?! “Father.. don’t let go..”

“Dearest, you look exactly as Calanthia.. but you two.. are so different..” he chuckles and uses his leftover vigor to smile at them. Calanthia.. their mother.. and father’s wife.. died.. last year.. she’s loves us all.. “Do not worry.. even if my time is up.. please.. take care of Hakon and Hakan.. for me.. and Calanthia as well.. we.. love you--” there, father passes away. It was a shock, Christopher was shaking him, nonstop saying father, she couldn’t be convince he died. Outside was raining, while the three were tearing up, pouring out tears that was not a waste. Father.. why.. why did.. you.. have.. to leave.. us..

“Hakon.. and.. Christopher..” Hakan said slowly, yet tearfully. Hakan? What’s wrong? Christopher look at the second twin, who was gulping a bit, readily to say.. “We have to stick together.. for father and mother.. okay?” Hakan.. Christopher quickly squeezes him in somewhat affection, then Hakon embraces the two at the side, their fondness strengthen there. “We have to, for their sake and for ours..” Christopher gave a light nod, don’t worry, we will.. I just know it..