An Album Named Memories

My twin. Yukina. How alike we are, yet how different. Fire and Ice, Flame and Snow.

She is as beautiful and pure as I am sinister and evil.

Yet somewhere, our souls would echo, so that I know.

We are twins.

Two Tear Gems. One for Yukina, one for me.

Two women. One named Mother, one named Yukina.

Would I ever be free of the haunted dreams where I saw her luminous face for the last time.

Then I saw the same sorrow on Yukina's face.

Never again will I let her cry, Mother.

Please. Rest in peace.

\

¡@

Now I am stronger than I thought I will ever be.

Yet each time I called the sooty flames, my soul was tainted by its darkness.

Could I be purified?

Could I be saved?

For a long time, I fought my wars in solitude.

For a long time, I licked my wounds in solitude.

Until one day.

Well¡K¡K¡K..

To him, I am not a lost brother

I am not a Forbidden Child.

I am not a tainted soul.

I am not a loner.

I am myself.

Loved.

His.

Our World