#Zioria Nightfall

[ziorea]

The lonely traveler

---It is twins---

The message was left on read.  Ziorea could not bring herself to scroll through the other messages he sent to her or her replies.  There was no exclimation point, nothing more added to his message.  Just a simple --It is twins---

So badly she wanted to say “Like us!”  Or perhaps “Dad would be proud..”  mostly she wanted to scream at him.  “Why are you doing this to them ?” 

He reasoning to sent the message was bait to bring her back to him.  

Bait she would not take.   After all this time, all the lessons they where forced to sit through he fell into the trap.  A trap he wanted to drown her in as well.

She was finally free, living a life she dream while being forced fed lessons on a silver spoon.

Yet this life was lonely.  For she was too afraid to let herself grow close to others.  How she craved the long nights of conversation.  The feel of her hair being played with, the warm touch of a hug, or a silly story that left everyone in giggles.  Her childhood was rose-tinted from the glasses she wore growing up.

Now that she knew what the future was supposed, Ziorea had fled.  The elders of the Nightfall has plans long before she even knew her first spell. Plans they had agreed to run away from, but he did not. He obeyed.

So far they left her alone, but she doubted that would allow it for the rest of her life.  At some point, the noose would be placed around her neck once more.

Her finger hovered up the block option.  It trembled, knowing it would be the best choice.

Instead, she simply closed her communication device.  After all, he was her twin.