( Maes... )

There's no such thing as ghosts, Suiseiseki.

Stop scaring yourself.

...

...and me Ylva. She can tell if you're afraid.

Good morning, Maes- and happy birthday.

We... made you breakfast...

*refrains from informing him;

A. of the state of the kitchen

and consequently, B. that it was Suiseiseki's idea, and largely Suiseiseki's work*

...Maes... where is the dustpan kept, please?

Rustling noises can be heard, followed by the sound of a door opening, and faint footsteps.

"...Be quiet, Ylva... shuush..."

Then the creaky floorboard in the twins' bedroom is stepped-upon and Sou makes an almost-silent dive for the bed, illicit puppy in her arms.

Maes?

Where... where do you keep the clean bedsheets, please...?

...

...

...Suiseiseki...?

Are you awake?

Suiseiseki?

Please let me in. I'm worried.

Things are starting to settle down again and it's... peaceful. I like sitting in the sun on the balcony, now that it's warmer... but I wish there were more plants. All Roy seems to have is a cactus, and- and I think it might be dead. But at least Mr.- I mean, Maes, is out of hospital. He's getting better ( Read more... )

This... this has gone too far. She's my sister; my twin, and I can't...

...I'm not going to be weak anymore. Not scared, not if it means she has to keep being... taken from me in the night and...

...she cried until dawn and I just held her tight. I let it- him-

I'm... I'm taking her away.

Stealing her.

I can't let her know just yet, I- I need to prepare ( Read more... )